Mike: Oh no, don’t do this to me.
Me: I didn’t even say anything. I’m not planning anything.

Mike rolled his eyes and moved toward the fire.

Mike: So, what do you have in mind?
Me: That’s not fair. I can’t tell you.
Mike:Well, just don’t torture me.
Me: Sure, sure.

I turned my back to him and took my shorts off. He squirmed behind me as I dropped them in the sand.

Me: I’m going for a dip.
Mike: Uh huh.
Got ya.

I moved to face him and he looked down.

Me: Mike?

He glanced up, eyes closed.

Mike: Yes?
Me: Look at me for a sec.
Mike: Demi…

He raised his head and the blush was all over his skin. He looked at me up and down before pushing me playfully.

Mike: Demi, you are serioulsy horrid. I’ll get you back for this.
Me: Uh huh, sure you will.

I fixed the straps on my bikini top and he flinched unwillingly.

Mike: Stop that!

I just laughed and walked off toward the water, smiling the whole way.