"Which one should I wear?"

Sara holds two bikini bottoms. Both blue, which compliment her fair skin tone perfectly and make her blue eyes pop even more. One is a regular cut, and the other is practically a thong.

"This one," I point to the cheeky one. She beams at my choice.

We live in Miami where it's hot all year round. People wear almost nothing to the beach. I'm surprised she even owns the other one.

She walks further into my room and goes to my closet. She searches through my swimwear. I see her grin in the mirror's reflection and it gets bigger when she turns around to show me what she picked for me.

She's holding my tanning bikini. It should not be even called a bikini bottom. It's two tiny triangles at the front and back with two thin strings tying them together.

"This would barely cover anything." I roll my eyes at her.

"Then why do you own it?" She cocks an eyebrow. I own it because it makes my butt look great. But this one is only meant to be worn in private pools and while tanning.

She turns back around, not bothering hearing my answer. She grabs the matching bra from the drawer and throws them at me.

"Put them on." She orders and walks out of my room. Leaving no place for argument. Bossy Sara doesn't come around very often, but when it does, I fear arguing with her.

Ten minutes later, we are walking on the warm sand. The sun feels like it's boiling my skin. I just want to get under the water already.

This beach we always go to is smaller and more secluded. Only locals know about it and currently there aren't many people here since it's Monday and in the middle of the day.

I catch Sara waving beside me, and I raise my eyebrows at her.

"They're already here," she walks faster, smiling.

"Who?"

"My boo and Luca." She calls behind her back.

I frown. She didn't mention they were coming. I don't mind, I just thought it would be the two of us.

Sara runs the last steps and Alex catches her when she jumps at him. I chuckle. He puts her down, and she comes up to Luca and gives him a tight hug. Alex kisses my cheeks, then he lays out Sara's towel for her on the sand.

I face Luca and I don't really know how I should greet him. He and Sara have gotten close, and they always kiss and hug when they see each other. With me, it's more complicated.

He decides for me when he steps forward and hugs me. His earthy scent gives me flashbacks to the last time we were this close. Luca always smells nice, though. He has this masculine scent that seems to always cling to him. You can even smell it when he walks past you or before a workout.

Sara has already taken her dress off and is running away from Alex while laughing. So it's just Luca and I alone. Just like the first time we met.

After setting my towel on the sand, I take off my shirt. I can tell Luca is watching under his sunglasses because his jaw is clenched slightly and his face is turned slightly towards me when it should face straight ahead.

I make a show of shimmying out of my shorts, moving my hips extra to the sides. He picks up his backpack, puts it on his lap and starts pretending to search for something in it.

I mentally thank Sara for picking this bikini.

Sitting down on my towel, I pick up my sunscreen bottle and squeeze a healthy amount on my palm. I smear it on my neck then I dip my hands lower, my fingers going inside my bra. Luca coughs in his fist.

I sit on my towel and pick my sunscreen. Squeezing a little on my palm, I massage it on my neck. When I lower my hands until they go into my bra, Luca coughs.

I smirk.

"Do you want me to put some on your back?" I offer.

He seems hesitant, but he eventually nods and lies on his stomach with his arms as a pillow under his head. I kneel beside him and squeeze sunscreen directly onto his back. I start massaging, but this position is not that comfortable. So I lift my leg and straddle his hips. He lifts his head to peer at me with raised brows, but doesn't object.

I smile and start rubbing again. I go slow on purpose. When I reach his shoulders and press a little harder, he groans lowly, and the sound sends a shiver down my spine. Can he feel the heat coming from my core? because I sure as hell can feel every plane of his back as I glide my fingers across his skin.

With the tip of my finger, I trace a freckle he has on his shoulder blade. When he twitches beneath me, I pull myself off of him.

He sits up and I get the first proper look at his ripped chest. It's really smooth, dusted with a light layer of hair. But they get denser near the hem of his swim trunks.

"Your turn."

I only register that he said something after a couple of seconds. "What?"

He holds up the sunscreen bottle, shaking it. "Lay down,"

I comply and lay on my stomach, wanting to feel his hands on me. I hide my grin in the towel.

He squeezes some on his hands and runs them together. He starts at my shoulders and he presses a little in the hallows of my neck where there's some tension. I stifle a sigh. His hands roam my back. Firm yet soft. His hands go up and down and then they go a little sideways. His fingertips go slightly in the cups of my tiny bra and I have to stop myself from whimpering when his hands leave my back.

I prop up on my elbows and thank him. His hand pokes my side and I swat his hand away.

"Is someone ticklish?" He asks in a teasing voice. He tickles me again and I roll away to stop him.

He holds my hip with one arm and with the other he tickles me until tears are spilling out my eyes.

"No, no, please stop." I laugh.

I try to grab his hand, but he holds both of my wrists and rests them above my head. I open my eyes and I notice he's now straddling my hips but not putting any of his weight on me. His hand on my hip slides to my waist. I wiggle my hands, but he just holds them tighter, making my breath hitch.

His sunglasses must have fallen off. Under the bright rays of the sun, they seem just as dark as in the shade. His thumb caresses my skin. I bite my lip and his eyes instantly dip down.

His hold on my wrists loosens, and he leans forward a bit.

I use this opportunity to push his chest. He falls on his back, and I run away from him.

Glancing back, I let out a squeal when I see him almost reaching me.

Laughing and running is not a good combination, I probably look like a maniac. I don't get too far when his hands close around my waist and I'm lifted off the ground.

"Gotcha!" He says in my ear. His breath on my cheek making my body tingle in excitement.

He spins me around and tickles me some more. When I almost choke on my laughs, he stops his torture and puts me down on the sand.

I lightly punch his chest. "You're the worst." We're both out of breath.

He just grins at me, his smile taking up his whole face. I can't help but grin as well. His smile is contagious and the way his eyes light up makes something inside my chest squeeze.

A loud squeal echoes and we both turn to the direction of the sound. Sara and Alex are in the water doing silly, coupley things.

Now I'm glad Luca is here so I don't have to suffer being the third wheel anymore.

"Wanna get in the water?" He asks, wiping sweat for his temple.

I nod and begin walking to where Sara and Alex are. He doesn't walk exactly next to me, instead he slows his steps a little and I know for a fact he's got a good view of my ass. I sway my hips a little more.

The water feels amazing on my hot body. The waves aren't rough, so it's easy to float a little. And I do exactly that, loving the feeling of being weightless. My ears are under the water and I can hear the water and if I wasn't afraid I would drown, I could've fallen asleep.

Water droplets land on my face and I jerk in a standing position. Sara is clinging on Luca's back with Alex trying to get a hold of her. I smile at the scene in front of me.

During my time in college, I can say that I only have a couple of close friends. Luca has only been here for a month and it looks like he already has a tight bond with Alex, Sara too.

Something about him makes you want to become friends with him. His easy-going smile and charisma pull you to him.

It's now dark out, we are tired from swimming and racing each other the whole day. We decide to go to a cute little diner near the beach for food.

The inside is inspired by the fifties. The chairs are baby blue and the floor is like a chessboard game, with black and white rectangles. There's even an old jukebox that only accepts coins. The servers are all very sweet and they're wearing a pink skirt and some are wearing roller skates.

I worked here for about six months my senior year of high school, and the owner always gives me an extra serving of fries with my order.

We sit in a booth near the back. There aren't many people here. Most of the people come in the morning or during the day.

the morning or during the day.

We order food, and while we wait for it to arrive, we recall the crazy things we did. I signed into a sorority and completed all the stupid and reckless things that were on the list only when I had to pledge to sisterhood; I walked out. Their mortified expressions are still engraved in my brain. I laughed till I couldn't breathe anymore and tears were streaming down my face.

Luca looks at me in awe, like he can't believe I had the nerve to do that. "You're a wild girl."

"Sara and I started dating because they were having a competition on who would be the first to convince a guy and take him to the bathroom to give head." Luca almost spit out his cola at what Alex said.

"Wow, and I thought that I did some crazy stuff." He shakes his head, astonished.

"Give us an example." I say, curious to hear. On the outside he seems like a good boy, but when you get to know him a little better, you can tell that he has a wild side to him.

"Uh, I skinny dipped in my high school's swimming pool." He scratches his neck.

We all burst out in laughter.

"That's nothing," I hit his shoulder playfully.

Alex glances at his watch, puts some bills on the table and gets out of the booth. Sara does the same. "I have a little surprise for her." Alex answers my unasked question.

They both give me a kiss and walk out of the diner, leaving Luca and I alone yet again.

"You think they're going skinny dipping?" Luca asks and then chuckles.

laugh. "No, I don't think so. Last time she did it, it went kind of wrong." She thought it'd be a good idea to do it in the winter when she was home in Michigan. Needless to say, she froze her ass off.

He traces the condensation on his glass then looks at me with a cocked brow. "Have you ever been skinny dipping?"

"Mhmm." I nod.

"With Sara?"

"Yeah, I did it one time with her. It was pitch black. We almost got caught." I laugh softly at the memory.

He shifts and puts his hand on the back of the booth behind my back, his knee touching the side of my thigh.

"You've done it more than one time?" He questions further with his voice lowered.

"Yes. Every time I'm on the beach and there's no one around, I take my clothes off and go in the ocean for a dip." He licks his lips and his eyes run up and down my body quickly.

"What if there's no one on the beach, but you're walking with someone? Would you still do it?" His eyes glint daringly.

I bite my lip and ponder on his question. I guess it depends on the person I'm with at that moment, but if I'm with a close friend and someone I trust, I would consider it.

"I guess there's only one way to find out."

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A/N:

Is Bella gonna do it when Luca's with her or not?