A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

Third Person POV

A sudden gust of wind blew some sand towards Bright and Ben.

A tiny particle got into Ben's eyes.

It took Ben by surprise and his sudden movement made him lose his footing.

Bright immediately moved to help Ben up but his own sudden movement made him fall on top of Ben.

"What's the matter?" Bright asked when he saw Ben's facial expression of pain and discomfort, while keeping his eyes tightly closed.

"Something got into my eye," Ben whined.

Without getting off Ben's chest where he had landed, Bright said, "Let me see. I will try to blow it off your eye."

Bright moved his face close to Ben.

"You need to open your eye so that I can blow into it," said Bright.

"I can't!" said Ben. "It hurts too much!"

"Okay, listen carefully," Bright said. "Don't fight me. I will force your eyelids open with my fingers and I will quickly blow into your eye, It will be so fast, it will be over before you know it."

Ben did as Bright told him.

The force of Bright's breath made Ben blink several times and then it was over. The discomfort in his affected eye disappeared.

"Thank you, P'Bright," Ben said gratefully.

"You owe me two rewards now," Bright said, looking straight into Ben's eyes. "Can I claim the first one now?"

Ben couldn't answer right away.

Bright took Ben's silence as consent.

Bright lowered his face towards Ben .........

When Bright's face came so close that Ben could feel Bright's breath on his cheeks Ben quickly turned his face away so that Bright's mouth landed on the side of Ben's neck instead.

"I think we should go back and join the rest of our group." said Ben.

Bright let out a loud sigh of disappointment before rolling off from Ben's chest. He lay on his back on the sand while Ben straightened up into a sitting position.

Then Ben stood up and held out his hand to help Bright up.

"No, you go ahead," said Bright. "I will stay here for a little while longer to lick my wounds of brutal rejection."

"Don't be so dramatic," said Ben.

But Bright did not move.

After a few moments, Ben said, "Very well. Suit yourself."

As Ben walked towards his group mates who were drinking and eating at a beach hut close to shore, he noticed a car driving away from the parking lot.

Ben's heart jumped to his throat.

The car looked awfully familiar.

Was that ... 

Ben's eyes searched the face of the driver.

Ben's knees gave way and he fell on the soft creamy beige sand.

What in the name of all that was holy was P'Man's father doing here at Paradise Beach???!!!