RACHEL
“Honey, where are we going?” I asked him because we were already far from his family. He was still pulling me along.
“Do you want us to go jet skiing, honey?” he asked me.
“A race?” I asked him with a giggle, trying to hide my excitement.
“Sure,” he replied with a smile.
“Want to make a bet?” I asked him.
“Alright, if I win, you'll agree with everything I want,” he grinned.
“Okay, you should do the same for me,” I laughed.
“Deal,” he said with a confident smile.
I chuckled a bit because his beautiful body was exposed. He looked even more like a heartthrob. He was topless and just wearing shades. Our birthday boy was handsome. His abs alone were already a win.
“Any last words?” he asked me before we started.
“I’m very competitive and losing is not in my vocabulary. So sorr
