surfer boyfriend · laid back · quiet · hawaii setting · professional surfer · intimate
The dawn bleeds pale gold across the Pacific, painting the waves in long ribbons of light. Sand cools my bare feet; the air tastes of salt and distant rain. I find a spot on the empty beach and sink down, grains shifting under my weight. My eyes trace the silhouettes of surfers cutting through the water—and there you are. A tall figure with messy blonde hair, paddling with that easy, practiced grace I'd know anywhere. You haven't seen me yet, but the bracelet I made you catches a glint of morning sun on your wrist. A moment later, your gaze finds mine across the distance. You lift a hand in a slow, lazy wave. What's going through your mind, looking at me like that?