OCEAN EYES

Whiplash

"Carol," a loud voice startles me from my reverie. Then I notice not only a smirking Adeline but also a smirking marine stranger staring at me with an amused expression.

"I have been calling you for minutes now." His deep sexy suave voice makes my heart flatter but it is not the only thing I catch on, I think I heard an accent.

Get a grip woman.

"Sorry," I quickly mutter avoiding his gaze and pretending to be organizing the glasses on the counter. Jesus I don't know how I have turned to this nervous and awkward mess because of a stranger.

I have met tonnes of strangers because I am stranger too. Thought this would be easy because it is what I have been doing for three years, meeting strangers but something about the marine evokes a new kind of adventure playing in my head. Something about the blue eyed marine is getting me worked up in a good way and I am loving and hating it.

"Won't you ask me what I will order Carol?"

My heart skips a beat as soon as my name leaves his mouth. Just when I thought the world was not fair, it just had to tempt me with this being. I quickly raise my eyes to meet those oceans of his and the damn sexy man is smirking at me. Hell, he is right. Did he have to be so handsome? He is way too distracting for my own good and I don't like it.

I don't mean that of course.

"Sorry," I hate that I cannot stop apologizing and I have done it twice in a matter of seconds.

"What will you have sir?" I ask keeping my voice as calm as possible even when inside I am far from that state.

"Callum," he says.

Callum.

I might not be very experienced in bartending but I haven't heard of any drink called Callum in my whole entire twenty three years. Where is this hot marine from? Hungary?

"You can call me Callum, that is my name." he smiles and then there it is, the panty drooping smile that has me wanting to jump him allover a sudden.

Professional Carol. What happened to staying professional?

I clear my voice and then flash him a simple smile.

"What will you have for today Callum?" I let his name draw simply from my mouth and this gets his attention in an instant. There again are his blues drinking me in and it is making me putty and hot.

"A guinness please," he orders.

"Right away." I turn to the bar to retrieve his guinness but I take this time to calm my racing heart.

Placing it on the counter, I murmur an enjoy before I look around the room particularly to no one. All I need is distract my mind from the havoc my mind and body is having.

Callum seems to have caught the attention of most women in the bar and I don't blame any of them. He is hot piece of cake thrown to the hungry wolves and they are out to get him. Gina is glaring at me now and like usual, I ignore her.

"Is it Carol or Carolyn?" Callum's question startles me. Is he trying to make conversation with me? I stare at him blankly before I reply.

"Carolyn, short for Carol."

I reply timidly.

I am usually a very confident eloquent young woman but it has taken only one handsome man to turn the tables. Should I be scared?

That is damn right.

Callum sips his guinness staring at me the whole time making me a weird and nervous mess altogether. I need to clear the air and that means making conversation with this hot piece ass staring at me. Conversation.

"What is a man like you doing here in Ocean Eyes, a marine? I mean if you are okay with me asking." It had taken a lot of guts to actually not splutter.

He throws me a skeptical look before he beams.

"I will tell you my little secret Carol since I find you really cute." His compliment makes me blush and if it wasn't for the dim lights, he would see what a tomato he has turned me into by one compliment.

"To find an adventure." he murmurs slowly with a grin.

Too much for being a secret. Nevertheless I smile at him trying to figure him out. "Do you mind if I ask what kind of adventure a marine is looking for in the middle of the Pacific?" I quirk a brow curiously waiting for his answer.

"No actually, I am looking for the kind of adventure that might now contain a certain very beautiful and sexy bartender." Callum smirks leaning back to inspect my flushed face.

Flirting.

Callum is flirting with me. I have flirted with a whole many strangers in the different places I have travelled and maybe shagged them too but he wasn't the usual stranger I would flirt with. He was different, he was sexy, hot and easygoing and I am curious about him.

"Are you flirting with me Callum?" I play along murmuring in a teasing voice.

"What if I am Carol? I don't think you have a boyfriend." he sips his guinness staring at me the whole time. Then that is when I know I had got myself in one hell of a trap I wouldn't be able to survive.

I don't do relationships and I have never been in any serious relationship if you ask me. It has been some good casual f***s from time to time. I don't believe I have ever been in love either. Love is a foreign matter in my heart much as it looks good on screen and pages but put it in real life and that is when the quagmire of hell commences.

I don't need to complicate my life with feelings and emotions when a good f**k can solve everything. s*x doesn't complicate anything. Do it, forget it. As simple as that.

When I stare at Callum, I can't help but think how he would really be a good f**k and more little harmless flirting would fulfill my wish of having a certain marine in my bed tonight. May God save my poor soul from the fires of hell.

"Don't be so sure about that Callum." I flash him a smirk. He raises a brow at me as his eyes continue to study mine.

"No ring and I haven't seen anyone intervene us so far. If I were your boyfriend, I wouldn't let you out of my sight for a minute."

His voice drops an octave making me dampen my knickers in one go if that is even possible. His words simple yet they have me almost asking him to take me right now with these people in the bar.

Goose bumps are already on my neck and hands and I am already fighting so hard not to get affected by his words and distracting lips but all in vain. How yummy his full lips would feel against mine.

"It is good you are not then."

I chuckle softly and then regret why I had said those words. I wish he was, heck that face and body, I wouldn't regret if he became mine. Just a flirting and I am ready to break my rules for this marine. Damn! Am screwed.

Before he replies with what I know would be a witty answer, Lara interrupts. Did she have to interrupt today of all days? Typical Lara.

"It so fortunate you guys have already met." Lara smiles as we both cast her dazed gazes.

"Callum, Isn't that you boy?" Lara turns to him with a polite grin.

"Lara, I guess then." Callum shakes her hand with a polite smile.

"Yes, it is good you have met Carol darling already." she mutters. I don't know what is happening between these two but I have a feeling that whatever Lara is going to say is not good, at least for me.

"Carol, I am sorry I forgot to tell you today that Callum was coming." What did Callum's coming have to do with me?

"Dear, it is just that you are going to have to share the cabin with Callum. I know that it is big for the both of you and since you two are adults, I am sure you can manage."

Shock.

As soon as she mentions about Callum and I sharing the cabin, my face ashens. I am sure my heart stops for a minute too as I try to replay the whole information that is being told to me. On the other hand, Callum is pretty calm and relaxed with a smirk playing on his lips. Of all things Lara had to forget, how could she forget to tell me that I was going to have a very forbidden temptation share the cabin with me.

"I am sure you will be able to show him around and show him the rest of the things and you guys can sort out everything, isn't it?" Lara asks and I unconsciously nod in her direction. Right now if you ask me where I left my money, I can tell you for sure.

"Sorted. I am sorry I have to return to Fara before he creates a mess." Lara quickly escapes outside the bar. Fara is her German Shepherd dog's name that was gifted to her by a tourist before he left and she loves him so much.

Looking back at the counter, Callum is grinning at me. Him and I sharing a cabin might as well be the greatest idea guessing with how I wanted him in my bed not longer than five minutes back but also the worst idea.

The cabin is going to burn down in a matter of minutes and I am sure of that with the wicked glint in his eyes. I have to embrace myself with what is coming.

Teaser:

"Carol this is your song, come on and dance."