Chapter 38
Johnny and Baby – Jack
T he next day, I get an alert on my phone that my test results were posted on the clinic’s virtual portal.
“Oh, thank god,” I exclaim as I type in my username and password. Although, part of me is also terrified that I might have contracted something from Harper… Lord only knows who she’s been with.
Then, I hold my breath before pressing “continue.”
You got this, Jack. It’ll be fine. It’ll be fine. I’m trying my hardest to psych myself up.
Finally, I just do it. Then, I have to hit “test results.”
There’s a message from the doctor:
Hello Jack. Your test results were normal, and you do not present any indication of a sexually transmitted disease.
“Yes!” I stand up and pump my fist in the air.
My next move is to call Kayla and report the good news to her.
“Does that mean…?”
“Yes.” God, yes. “Get a suit on, and I’ll meet you out front of the hotel in fifteen minutes.”
“Got it!”
My hands are practically buzzing in anticipation of touching her soft, warm skin. But I nevertheless change into my black swim shorts and pull my baggy sweatpants over them. As for the top of my body, I wear a white button-up.
When I get down to the entrance, she’s already there waiting for me. I can see through her light covering that she has a bright pink bikini on underneath.
“Kayla?” I say before getting too close. I don’t want to startle her.
She spins around and wipes some of her light hair, which is blowing in the wind, out of her face.
“Wow.”
“I could say the very same thing. You look gorgeous.”
She curtsies awkwardly. “Thank you.”
I chuckle. “Shall we?” I gesture to the car I’d called.
“Yes, please.” I then open the door and help her inside. However, I sit on the opposite end in case one of my other employees see us. I’m not sure what I’d even say as an excuse if someone happened to bring it up to me… but whatever. That’s a worry for later. Right now is all about spending some time with Kayla.
“Diakoftis Beach?” the driver confirms, looking at me in the rearview mirror.
“Yes.”
When I look over at Kayla, I see that she’s shaking a bit. Although the heat is sweltering, so I assume it’s nerves. So, I reach my hand over and take her hand.
“Is everything okay?”
She was chewing on her finger while looking out the window, but she turns to glance at me.
“Yeah.”
I dip my head and lean over a little. “Are you sure?”
I laughs a little before whispering, “I guess it’s just kind of a lot of pressure.”
Oh. That made me feel guilty. “There doesn’t have to be.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course. We’re just going to hangout.” I had hoped something more would happen… and of the sexual variety… but I’m not one to ever coerce a woman. My mother taught me better than that.
She smiles. “Okay.”
We’re quiet for the rest of the trip, but once we arrive, I get out first, tip the man in euros who drove us, and then I swing over and open her door.
“You’re very chivalrous, Jack,” she compliments after taking my hand.
“Why, thank you.” I’ve always prided myself on that.
Then, after the car speeds away, we’re alone, and I spread out a large towel.
“Well?” she asks while swinging her arms at her side.
I hadn’t really thought this far. My horniness just wanted to get her somewhere secluded and ravage her. But as that doesn’t seem to be what she’s interested in, my eyes dart to try to think of something. Ah! I get a little closer to the water, pick up a rock, and throw it.
“Wow.” She seems impressed after I got it to skip multiple times. “I’ve never been able to do that.”
“Want me to teach you?”
Kayla shields her eyes with her hand and bites down on her lower lip. “Sure.”
“Great. Come here.”
She obliges, and then we both crouch down.
“The first trick is to find a suitable rock—one that is small and flat is best.”
“Like this?” She holds one up for me to inspect.
“Yes, perfect.
When we stand up, I step closer to her to position her body. This closeness is already exciting me, but I tell myself to calm down.
“Are you right-handed?”
She nods.
“Okay, you want to be at a slight angle. Good. Then, take the rock and hold the bottom of it against the side of your middle finger and the top on your thumb. Next, your index finger wraps around the edge of it.”
It seems like she may be struggling a little, so I help.
“Thanks.”
“No problem. Now you’re all set to swing your arm back. Nope, keep your chest facing the water,” I correct her when her whole body swivels. “Just like that. And you want to try to flick your wrist after throwing it, so that it’ll spin. That’s what makes it bounce on the water’s surface.”
She tries, but it sinks.
“That’s okay. We’ll try again.”
She then groans after another few failed attempts. “Maybe I’m just not able to do this.”
“Nonsense. It took me a bit to get it as a kid too.”
“Right, but as you said, you were a kid. What if I take this off?” She undresses to just her bikini and discards the cover. It’s a view I certainly don’t mind having.
“So?” I say after shaking my head and trying to refocus on the task at hand. “A beginner is a beginner. It doesn’t matter which age you are when you start something new. Now come on!” I’m trying to hype her up. “I have a good feeling about this one.”
Fortunately, I was right, and after she launches it, it skips multiple times.
She turns to face me with her arms up. “I did it!”
“I told you!”
Then, she jumps into my arms, and I hold her up there for a few seconds, just staring into her green eyes.
“Sorry,” I mutter while putting her down.
“It’s okay.” Instead of stepping away like I thought she was going to, she stays. Then, she surprises me and kisses me.
“But I thought—”
She shrugs. “There’s no harm in a little kissing, is there?”
“Well, no.” Before I can say anymore, she cups either side of my face and continues. She tastes delicious.
“Wanna go for a swim?” she asks after we part again.
My heart is pounding, but I respond, “Sure.”
She runs in before me, and I stay back to remove the clothing over my suit. But with them off, I follow after her.
It’s a little cold, and her nipples look as hard as the rocks we were just throwing. I wish I could touch and warm them under my hands. But although she made the first move back on the shore, I don’t want to do anything too forward.
She then pushes a huge wave toward me.
“Hey!” I do the same to her. But after diving under the water, I find her topless when I pop my head back up.
“Oh, my god!” she exclaims, clutching to cover herself with her arms.
Thanks to the bright color, I locate it quickly and help her tie it around her neck and back.
“I’m so sorry.” I assume it was the rushing water that came from me that swept it off. Please don’t tell me I just ruined this whole day. “I swear, I didn’t see anything.”
However, she doesn’t even seem that upset. “It’s okay.” Then, she even laughed. “The same thing happened to me at summer camp when I was twelve. It was much worse then.”
I tilt my head to the side. “I’ll bet.”
We then continue to doggy paddle around each other until she clutches her arms around my neck, and I grasp her at the waist.
“What now?”
“… you tell me.” I feel my heart rate going up again.
“Hmm.” Her lips purse to the side. Then, she feels up and down on my arms. “You’re strong, right?”
I have no idea where she’s going with this, but I answer, “I suppose some would say so.”
With her forehead against mine, she then mutters, “You know what I’ve always wanted to do?”
Please say have sex on the beach. Please say have sex on the beach.
“Do the Dirty Dancing lift.”
Oh. Damn.
She clicks her tongue. “Johnny and Baby first did it in the water…”
I’ve never seen the movie, but I live in reality, so of course, I know what she’s talking about.
Alright. A chance to impress her with my strength. I’m in.
“Yeah?” she asks.
“Sure!”
“Okay, take several steps back, and I’ll run up to you, and then you lift me up. Got it?”
“Yep.” I do as she said and hold my arms up to catch her.
“Ready? One, two, three!”
Just before her body can crash into mine, I take her by the hips and raise her up.
“Oh, my gosh! I feel like I’m flying!” she screams from above my head—droplets of water falling from her and onto me. “Can we do it again?” she asks when I put her down.
“Why not?” I won’t need to do arm day at the gym.
So, we follow the same steps again.
“What if we do it on the sand?” she then suggests.
“Okay.” This adds a whole other element for me though because if I drop her, the consequences will be much more severe. However, I don’t like to shy away from a challenge… especially if the result of it will woo an attractive woman such as herself.
“Ready?” she asks when we’re several feet apart and on dry land.
“Yep.” She counts down again before running to me.
Thankfully, I pull it off, and she remains unharmed. But before releasing her, I hold her under her bum. Her pretty face cascading down on me.
“Kayla—”
She smiles before kissing me again.