“You really should put some sunscreen on.”
The comment came from behind me.
A deep voice. A strong German accent. An opening line.
Suddenly the man was right next to me at the poolside bar.
Shirtless, shoeless, and wearing only pink board shorts and a white Fedora.
His bare back stood taunt in the afternoon sun while light bounced off rippling muscles. Shaggy blonde hair peeked out from underneath his hat.
With a strong jawline and splattering of stubble, his suggestive side eye left me blushing into my cocktail.
Charging the drink to my hotel room, I tiptoed across the rooftop, feeling his eyes follow me in my tiny purple bikini.
Laying back on a deckchair, I sipped eagerly at the mojito, savouring the rum and anticipation.
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A moment later, the man from the bar was in front of me, shielding his eyes from the glare.
“How’s that cocktail going down?”
Taking a seat on the sun lounger next to me, he had my full attention and time slipped away as we chatted.