In Blue Water

Chapter 1

Filippos pov

“I’m going to the airport to pick up the journalist. I’m waiting for you to lift your head from the paperwork and join us for dinner,” my brother Marios said.

“Sure. I’ll be finished by then,” I say and continue looking down

“Brother, I love you, and I’m always thankful that you helped with the hotel. But you have to live a little. We live in one of the most beautiful and romantic islands globally, and you do not live at all. Every day you are stuck in this office.”

“I’m going out,” I say, and I look at him

“Only the weekends for your sports activities. When have you come to the bar to drink something with Elpida and me? To dance and flirt with someone?”

“I’m not interested in flirting with a woman that she will be gone in a few days.”

“A lot of people will kill for that,” he says, and I laugh. He used to be that guy, he had so many affairs with women, but when he met Elpida two years ago, everything changed. As for me, my dream was to teach at university. I have finished management and economics, but when our father died, my brother needed help in the hotel, so I stayed back. I never was into one-night stands and small affairs like Mario. I had two serious relationships, but they ended up not being too severe for the other two.

“Well, I'm not like you two years ago,” I say, and he laughs

“Go to the airport now. I promise I will be there for dinner. Text me the time,” I say, and he leaves. I finished early, and I decided to walk around the hotel to see if everything was working well. Mario will be here soon, and I think it is a good idea to welcome the journalist too. I walk from the pool to the reception, seeing my brother with Marco, the receptionist, and two beautiful girls. I don’t think they are older than twenty-five, but the one that I can’t take my eyes off is the goddess with the foxy hair and the curvy body that is to die for. I take a deep breath and try to relax Filippo Junior. I walk closer with a smile. Is the first time that I saw a woman with such gorgeous and unique hair. The goddess turns her head, and her eyes fall on me. Her eye is honey but with that hair looks terrific. She is shallow, and she bites her lips. f**k what’s wrong with me. Good job with the I don’t make one-night stands. She will be death for me. Her friend and my brother noticed me and my brother started to talk

“Oh, Filippe, nice of you to join us. This is Phoebe Walter, the journalist we wait for, and her friend Ashley Green” he says, and I give my hand for a shake.

“I remember that you said that she would come with her boyfriend,” I say to my brother in Greek.

“Well, she came with her best friend. I didn’t want to look like a gossip guy, so I didn’t ask,” he answers in Greek. Why I’m more excited to hear that she doesn’t have a boyfriend, she doesn’t take her eyes off me, and neither can I. She is blushing, from the hot weather or me?

“Well, I hope there isn’t a problem with the last-minute change. The boyfriend.... well there is no more boyfriend, and I ask Ashley to come with me for the company” the goddess answered us in perfect Greek.

“You speak Greek?” I ask, and my brother looks at her

“Yes. My parents met in Greece, they fell in love here in Greece, and they wanted to learn the language. It was a reason why the editors asked me to come,” she says again in Greek and then translated to her friend

“Wow. I guess that's why and the name Phoebe” Mario says, and she nods

“Yes. My mom and dad were here in Greece when she got pregnant.”

“Wow. That’s a movie scenario,” Mario says, and we laugh

“So Marco the suite for the girls,” Mario says and returns to the girls

“You can go rest and freshen up. If you want we have a small dinner and party later. I have an anniversary today, one year of marriage.”

“Congratulations,” The goddess and Ashley said, and when taking their suite key, I offered to help them. Mario looks at me with wide eyes, and I glare at him

“This way, ladies,” I say, and I show them the elevator. They walk in front of me, and I stare at the goddess Phoebe's backside. She wears blue trousers and a floral top with flat shoes. God, I’m dying to see her with swimsuits or, better, with nothing. On the way to the suite with talk about random things.

“I’m sorry about your boyfriend,” I say, but the truth is I don’t.

“We don’t. He is a cheater and loser,” her friend answered when we were inside the suite

“Ashley,” Phoebe says, and she looks at her. Who will cheat a goddess like her

“It’s fine. I know the feeling,” I say, and she smiles. She turns and says to her friend low, but I hear her

“Who will cheat a Greek god-like him” and they both giggle. I say goodbye for now and whatever they need they can call the reception, and I give them my card.

“Thank you. We have your brother's card. For now, we are good,” Phoebe says, and she smiles. Ashley, I think it is her name. She is already in the bathroom, and she takes my card. She looks at me, biting her lower lip again.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” she says, and she takes out from her bags something

“This is my number and my email. Mario said to send me the schedule for some sports activities that the hotel organized.”

“I’m responsible for that. I will email you the program.”

“Thank you,” she says, and with the last smile, I leave the room. I have a massive smile on my face; she says that I look like a Greek god. I’m nothing compared to her: that foxy hair, honey eyes, those hips. I imagine how they will look if I take her from behind. How she will sound if she screams my name? f**k I’m hard again. I make my way to my room, and I need a cold shower. Before that, I emailed Phoebe the schedule for the activities that she asked me to do, and I got in the shower. Of course, when I get in, and I c*m in the shower thinking of Phoebe on her knees taking me in her mouth. The reality will be better than my imagination. I finished some paperwork. I tried to finish it; all I thought about was Phoebe. I get dressed in a white linen shirt and linen khaki pants. I put more effort into looking good just for Phoebe.

I go to the hotel pool and my brother with Elpida are already there.

“You came,” my brother said

“I told you I will,” I say, and I look around

“She is not here yet,” I hear Elpida say, and I’m sure my brother has already informed her

“Who?”

“The girl that you are waiting for” I look at her

“Mario said that you are very interested in the journalist. Who will think that an American will make you look forward to” she says, and she laughs with Mario. From the first day she came to work with us as managers, we became perfect friends. I see her as the sister that we never had. She sees through me. I was ready to say something, but a voice cut me

“Hi” I turn around, and I see the goddess with her friend. She wears a floral summer dress with flat sandals. Her foxy hair is free and falls on her shoulders, wavy and gorgeous. She looks at me with those honey eyes, and she bites her lower lip again.

“Ashley, Phoebe, this is my wife Elpida,” my brother says, and they shake hands. Phoebe and Ashley give their wishes to the married couple, and we sit down for dinner. I make sure to sit next to Phoebe. Her smell is mechanistic, and her voice as she speaks about her life, and her family, and everything is angelic. Where was this woman all my life? Through the dinner and the party, she gives me sneak peeks. She talks with Elpida and Ashley, but mostly she looks at me. After a while, I'm at the bar with Mario

“You stare,” I hear my brother, and I look at him

“I can’t help it. She is breathtaking.”

“Wow. I never thought that I was hearing you say that for a woman.”

“I should thank you for your idea to bring a journalist here and then her boss that she sends her”

“You’re welcome. Go should talk to her. She is here for a month. Make it worth it,” he says, and he walks to the girls. He takes Elpida away, and they start dancing. I accept the last sip of my drink, and I walk to her. Ashley is looking at me, and she says something to Phoebe and walks away. I reach her, and she has her back on me. She is close to the edge of the pool area, and she is looking at the sea.

“Hey,” I say, and she turns around

“Hi”

“Do you want to walk to the beach? I can tell you a few things about the island,” I say

“Sure. Why not?” She says, nodding her head, and she leaves her cocktail. The hotel is a little higher, so we have to walk to the nearest beach. On the way to the beach, I talked about the island and how many people from Greece and different places around the world visit Santorini. I smile and make myself happy when she starts to talk about the island and Greece generally.

“You said your parents were in Greece when your mom got pregnant,” I ask her, she takes off her sandals, and we step on the sand

“Yes. They were on vacation in Crete five years after they met. They did a second honeymoon and nine months later...”

“You came” I cut her

“Exactly”

“You have sisters or brothers?”

“One sister older three years and a baby brother. He is twenty.”

“He is studying?”

“Yeah. Doctor. My sister is a makeup artist.”

“And you a journalist.”

“I choose traveling because I always like to meet new places and like that, I could have it as a benefit. You?”

“I finished management and economics in London. After my Ph.D. I wanted to teach, but my brother needed help here, and that went a little back,” I say, and she giggles

“What?”

“Nothing”

“You smiling. Why?” I ask, and she sighs

“I was just thinking something,” she says, looking at me

“Yes?”

“I was thinking of you as a professor,” she says

“Is it bad?”

“No bad for you. Bad for the students.”

“Why?”

“Well, let’s just say that if I had you as a professor, I would have trouble attending your class,” she says, and she is blushing, and yep she is biting her lower lip again.

“Why?” I ask, and I take a step front, and I’m closer to her. Her breath cuts, and I play with her hair

“You know why,” she says, looking at me. I lean to her, and she lifts her head to have more access.

“You are walking temptation,” she says low, and I look at her lips. If I’m walking temptation, what is she? I caress her cheek, and I run my thumb on her lips

“I will be in trouble if I have you as a student,” I say, and she smiles

“Why?” she asks breathlessly

“I couldn’t do this,” I say, and I cup her face with both hands, and I kiss her. She immediately responded to my kiss. Her lips are so soft and tempting. Her hands touch my waist and then my back pulling me closer. I don’t want this to end.