The sound of waves lapping at a shore and seagulls squawking in the distance caused me to open my eyes. I squinted against the brightness of the sun and used my hand to shade my vision so I could look around.
I was lying on a beach.
I sat up, the sand sticking to my fingers. I brushed them off onto my pants. I was wearing white loose pants and a loose white chemise. I squinted up at the sun again in amazement. Oh, it was so bright and warm. This was real?
Someone was lying on his back next to me, his head pillowed on one arm. He squinted up at me.
"Alexis?"
He sat up and dusted the sand off his hand then shook his curly, hair. It was Alexis. But he was so different. He was tanned, and his eyes weren't all-over black, nor red, or even gold. They were hazel. He was shirtless with a sli
