Bab 9: Chapter 9 You Look Sexy, And That's Bothering Me

Alana's POV

In some ways, when we make a decision, we all pray that we're not making a mistake.

Only one way to find out.

"You ready babe?"

"I'm finding my sunscreen," I yell at him and I can hear him groan.

I giggle and finish packing my bag, stepping out and he eyes my shorts.

"We're going to the beach," I tell him and he raises his hand.

"I didn't say anything."

He decides to drive taking his range rover and I sit back enjoying the feeling of my wind through my hair.

Minutes later we arrive at the beach and I am utterly excited.

I grab my bag and sprint towards the ocean, completely leaving Aiden to carry the snacks.

"You're so much help." He says sarcastically while struggling with all the plastic bags. He plops them down, narrowing his eyes at me playfully.

"Oops." I giggle and he rolls his eyes amused.

I remove my shirt and my shorts standing in an army green bandeau top and high waisted bikini bottoms.