Reig
He forgot the girl’s name immediately.
Which was probably rude.
But honestly?
He couldn’t care less.
Because the moment Clara removed her cover-up...
his entire world stopped.
The girl in front of him was still talking.
Still smiling.
Still touching his arm occasionally.
But Reig heard absolutely nothing.
His eyes were locked somewhere else completely.
On Clara.
Walking toward him slowly beneath the afternoon sun.
Red.
Jesus Christ.
The bikini hugged her body perfectly not overly revealing, but enough to drive him completely insane. The deep red fabric contrasted beautifully against her warm skin while the thin straps rested delicately against her shoulders and waist. Her long brown hair moved slightly from the ocean breeze, and those pouty lips...
God.
Reig felt
