Grace was about 5’4, freckles on her cute little face and long mousey hair ties up into one long pony tail. She had messaged to meet up about organising a holiday; a villa, sun, and… no boyfriend?
I entered the villa- nice open spaces, comfy sofas and lounge chairs to sink in, crystal clear pool with chairs, and several bedrooms.
Grace has been admiring my arms in the vest I had been wearing from the airport to the villa; I couldn’t comment on what she was wearing: some baggy sundress that barely showed her ankles. I helped her drop her bags into her room and I threw mine into my own down the hall, and decided I would just chill out on one of the loungers as the sun was still out. Grace popped out and said she would join me after a shower to get the sweat off her from the travelling.
“Want me to join?” I joked. She laughed as she walked away. I took my vest off, rolled my shorts up, threw my shades on and eased into the seat, letting the sun beat onto me. I closed my eyes and breathed.