Eye for an Eye (Take a Chance #2)- Lisa Helen Gray Page 0,77
move. I forgot about the couple walking their dog. And we are in an intimate position.
Heat fills my cheeks as I shuffle my body enough to see the old lady and her husband. She gives us a big smile in greeting, her hand raised as she waves. Her husband stays close as they head towards us.
“You should always bring spares.”
Wyatt grins, winking, and I hear her sigh. “I know, but I completely forgot. I was dazzled by my beautiful lady.”
“What did he say?” the old guy yells, looking from us to his wife.
“He needs to find a clothing shop so he can buy them some clothes,” she yells back at her husband.
“He should have brought spares,” he yells back, lifting his chin when our gazes meet. “Although, if I remember correctly, it was always you who forgot them.”
The lady rolls her eyes. “I never forgot them. It was you.”
He winks over at us. “Because I was hoping she’d go skinny dipping with me. Never happened.”
I choke on laughter as Wyatt, too, rumbles with laughter. The wind picks up and I shiver, snuggling closer to the warmth radiating from Wyatt.
The lady slaps his chest. “You.”
“Please tell me there’s a clothing shop close,” I plead, beginning to shiver. The sand is rubbing against my skin, and it feels raw.
“What did she say?” her husband yells.
She ignores him, nodding to me. “Just across the road. Would you like our towel until your fella has bought you new clothes?”
“I couldn’t—"
“She’d love to,” Wyatt answers, reaching over to grab the towel from the lady. I smile, sitting up to wrap it around me.
“Thank you.”
“You’re most welcome.”
“We not taking a dip today, Martha?” her husband yells.
“Bert, she’s going to catch a cold. We can go another day.” She continues to walk away, calling back to us over her shoulder. “You two have fun.”
“Did you not want your towel back?”
She waves me off. “Keep it. We have plenty. Our grandkids buy them for us all the time.”
“Thank you. It was lovely to meet you.”
“You too,” she tells us, waving.
“Bye,” Bert yells, before whistling so loudly it pierces my ears. A dog with long, shaggy ears comes sprinting up the beach, sand flicking around him. He is beautiful. I’m not sure what breed he is, but his golden colouring shines.
Wyatt strokes his finger down my cheek, pulling my attention away from the couple and the dog. “Let’s go get up on the path. If you wait by the toilets, I’ll run over and get us something dry to wear.”
“I can buy my own clothes,” I start, but his eyes crinkle and he leans forward, kissing me.
“I’ll get them. I was the one to get you wet,” he smarts, a smile teasing his lips. “You’ll be wetter later.”
I tap his arm, laughing. “You’re so bad.”
He winks. “Always.”
He jogs over to where we dropped our belongings, picking them up before heading back. I take his offered hand, getting up off the sand. I brush off as much sand as I can.
My teeth clatter together and the clothes stick to my skin like they are glued. I am not looking forward to peeling these off when I’m freezing my arse off.
Even with all that, I couldn’t be happier. I swing our hands back and forth as we stroll back up to the beachfront, and I can’t keep the big goofy grin off my face.
Today was undoubtedly the best day of my life.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
EVIE
The past few days have felt like what I imagine walking on clouds would be like. Everything around me seems brighter, lighter, and I’m filled with so much joy. Even the inevitable storm threatening to brew between us in the future hasn’t dampened the high I’m riding.
In previous relationships, I had been happy enough, content even. With Wyatt, it’s as if I could explode from happiness and love alone. I feel on top of the world, and I could stay this way forever.
I feel happiness in everything I touch or look at, in every breath I take, and in each moment we share together.
And it’s all because of him. He brings it out of me each time he teases me, brushes his lips over mine or holds me. It’s in every caress or sweet word. I will never get enough of him.
I love him.
There is no doubt in my mind that what I feel is love. It’s buzzing through my body like electricity. I get excited when I know I’m going to be seeing him, my stomach flutters when