Chapter Twenty-Three

I watch in awe has Gen walks in front of me barefoot chasing the tide as it rolls in and out, she lets the water playfully wash over her feet, seemingly shocked each time the cold water washes her feet.

The last of the sun glistening off her shoulders her sheer beach cover-up barely covering her beautiful long brown legs clutching slightly to her hips as it moves in the breeze.

I have not had as much fun as I have today as I have for a long time, we ate and laughed and stayed I silence as we simply enjoyed one another company.

Last night did more for me than I can explain, I woke up this morning feeling like Gen and I had become friends.

“Greyson look how cute this is”.

She is stood still, hovering over something in the sand. I run-up to her staring and look at the ground trying to see what she is focusing on.

“What am I looking at?”

She points to something on the floor again.

“What Gen I can’t see anything”.

I crouch lower and lower trying to see what she was pointing at.

“Gen there is nothing there”.

The next thing I know she has pushed me over into the oncoming tide and is now belly laughing at me as my clothes get more and more soaked.

Her laugh is infectious, and I can’t help but smile even when she lets out a little snort, quickly covering her mouth in embarrassment before laughing again.

Deciding not to let her get away with it, I grab her legs and pull her down with me. We both topple over backwards the tide now washing over the two of us.

I’m suddenly aware of her body pressed against my own, I keep and arm around her waist and push myself up on my elbows, so she is now straddling me.

I can’t help but stare at her face, her soft cheekbones, her amber eyes and her plump lips, I find myself fixated on them and id love nothing more than to kiss her right now.

She sees me looking and her cheeks flush a little and she looks off into the skyline.
“Greyson we should go we haven’t had dinner yet”.

She tries to pull away from my, but I hold her in place not wanting this moment to last longer.

“Greyson... What are you doing?”

Here is where I make the choice, I could kiss her right now and feel elated if she returns it. Or I could feel stupid for kissing her and finding that not what she wants.

Never in my life have I been less sure when it comes to a woman, it’s like she clouds my every judgement without realising.

“Greyson”

The sounds of her sweet voice and the way she is looking at me force me to make the choice, I release my grip on her feeling pained at the loss of contact.

She reaches out her hand to help me up an expression of concern on her face and we slowly walk back to the room.

“Greyson, are you okay? you kind of disappeared for a second back there “

We step back inside, and I hand her a towel.

“I’m okay, just got lost in thought for a second that all”.

She furrows her brows and then says, “I’m going to go shower ill meet you back down here for dinner?”

I nod watching her walk away from her, admiring her as she does.

An hour later we are both showered and dressed in casual clothes staring at the inside of the fridge.

“Erm Gen, are you sure you want to do this?”

“Come on Grey don’t be silly it’s going to be fun”.

She starts pulling out food from the fridge and placing it my hands. She then heads to seating and motions for me to put all the food on the table.

I do and then she starts pulling the cushions off the sofa and throwing blankets around, I watch her moving around her curves effortlessly gliding and adapting as she goes.

She takes a step back from her handy work admiring it.

“It’s perfect, Look”.
“Yeah, looks great”.

I roll my eye at her when she said that she wanted to have a sleepover tonight this wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.

“Hey, no eye-rolling in fort genson”

She shoves my arm and then climbs inside the pillow fort now situated in the middle of the room. I lean down and follow her inside. Getting comfortable I turn to her.

“Fort genson?”

She laughs opening up a pack of gummy worms.

“Genson you know like Gen and Greyson”.

I grab the bag of gummies from her laughing.

“That is a terrible name for a fort. It should be something scary, so people don’t mess with us like. Fort Skeleton”

She lets out the loudest laugh and begins bopping up and down in a fit. I can’t help but stare when her breasts begin to jiggle with every intake of breath as her laugher grows louder. I can see her nipples grazing the inside of her shirt as she moves confirming my theory, she is not wearing a bra.

I gulp down trying to suppress this feeling but it’s difficult when I can feel myself growing inside my shorts when she stops laughing, she is going to see this, and I don’t know who will be more embarrassed about it.

I grab one of the pillows place it on my lap and lean back trying to be casual.

“So, Gen, you told me if I took you out all day and showed you Hawaii you would show me something that you know, what’s the plan for the rest of the evening here in fort genson “

She stops laughing and a small smirk appears across her face.

“Well Greyson, I’m going to show you something that I think you’ll have great need of”.

“Oh yeah, what’s that then?”

She rushes from the fort and I hear fumbling outside then she comes back in holding two drinks.

“Greyson Maddox I’m going to teach you how to relax”.

She winks handing me the drink.
An hour or so later I have finally relaxed in this fort, the drinks Gen is supplying are laced with rum and both of us seem to be becoming more and more under the influence.

Everything is funny and I notice the way we keep unintentionally touching one another on the arm or leg, if only she knew just how much that was affecting me.

“Greyson, I’m tired I think I want to go to a real bed. I mean don’t get me wrong fort genson for the win. But I want a real bed”.

I nod in agreement and help her out of the fort, she trips on her way and crashes into me both hands now on my chest.

My body tenses at her touch and we both stay still staring at one another, I instinctively lean down and kiss her. It is not like any of the other times we have kissed be it playfully or otherwise.

There is a sense of urgency with it like we are both hungry for each other, the kiss becomes deeper more intense as I playfully bite her bottom lip.

She lets out a small moan and I feel myself yet again hardening with excitement, I pick her up of the ground her bare thighs now wrapped around my waist.

It’s as though she senses what I’m feeling when her hands begin to softly run through my hair, the heat between us like a volcano on the brink of erupting.

I begin to move towards the bedroom praying that I’ve not gotten the wrong idea in this, our lips remaining in constant contact.

As I walk past the door the real world comes crashing back into view when we break the kiss hearing a loud knock.

I meet her gaze and she drop her head pushing herself out of my grasp and standing on her own two feet.

“You should get that”.

She motions to the door and her voice soft and quiet.

“I don’t want to”.

I take a step towards her, but she takes one back just as the door knocks for a second time. Anger builds up inside me at the loss of the almost perfect moment.

I turn to the door ripping it open, my face drops as I see who is stood on the other side a huge smile on her face.

She shoves past me walking into the hallway.

“Greyson, when were you going to call me and tell me you were in town “

“I’ve only been here one-night Izabella, how did you know I was here”.

“Why wouldn’t I know when my future husband was in town besides your assistant Vicky messaged me just like you asked”.

How was it that Vicky no longer worked for me but seem to pop up in every major event happening in my life right now.

Iza seems oblivious to the presents of Gen and drops her coat revealing red lace underwear set to draw my attention I linger on her figurer for a few moments, but my eyes immediately dart back to Gen who is no longer stood in this space with us.

“Iza what are you doing here?”

She walks towards me, her heels clicking on the floor with each step. She wraps her arms around my neck and flips her hair to one side in a way that I use to love.

I break from her grasp.

“Iza you know we are no longer together, why are you doing this?”

I am, at this moment thankfully for the night Gen and I shared last night. The fact that I got to tell her about Iza before this happened is seeming like a real blessing right now.

She moves towards me again this time unhooking her bra and dropping it to the floor.

“Oh, come on Grey, you cannot tell me you don’t want this”.

She pulls my face to hers and bites my bottom lip before kissing it again.

“Iza stop this nonsense”.

I push her away and head to the door holding it open for her.

“Please put your coat back on and go home, we are over Iza it’s about time you realised that”.

She scoops hr coat of the floor wrapping it around herself again.

“You know you a real asshole Greyson, we dated for a year and you never committed to me then I pick up the paper to see you’ve married some woman you just me. That should have been me and you know it”.

“Iza, I am sorry I hurt you, but we are over, I’ve told you all the reasons why and I won’t repeat them again. Please just leave”.

“You’ll see me again Greyson, of that you can be sure”.
She throws me a wink before heading down the corridor, as soon as the door shuts, I’m filled with thoughts of Genevieve and rush to the room to try and explain to her what just happened.

I rush to the bedroom to see the lights are all off and Gen is wrapped in the quilt facing away from me.

“Gen... Gen are you awake?”

She doesn’t answer so I head to the bed and gently tap her cocooned shoulder.

“Genevieve”

I give up after that attempt, she really had fallen into a deep sleep. I feel awful for what she saw but I would explain everything.

I grab some fresh clothes out of my suitcase heading the bathroom, taking one final look at Gen sleeping, remembering the way her lips felt on my own before closing the door to the bathroom, I look down at myself and turn the shower on. For now, it seems I am in desperate need of a cold shower.