Mayon by Mickie B. Ashling

Author:Mickie B. Ashling [Ashling, Mickie B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 18

BY THE time they’d rejoined the group, the girls were lazing about on the banigs they’d brought along for this purpose. Once again, the servants had been creative with the blankets, turning them into canopies to protect the creamy Spanish complexions from the damaging rays of the sun. Coppertone suntan cream was a new product that many of the servicemen carried. John explained the benefits while applying a thin layer on his light skin, which was bright pink. He’d waited too long and was already suffering from mild sunburn. The women looked on in amusement, commenting that he seemed to be basting his skin so the sun could fry it better. They couldn’t understand how it worked and concluded that umbrellas and oversized hats were a far better solution.

Nevertheless, Daisy saw an opportunity, and she took the tube out of John’s hand and offered to spread some on his back. “Let me help you,” she said, ignoring Greg’s glare and her older sisters’ reproving looks.

“I can manage,” John protested.

“Why should you when I’m offering?”

“Suit yourself,” he replied with a shrug.

Daisy squeezed out a long line of cream over the wide shoulders, noting the freckles scattered like grains of sand on his smooth skin. “Do all redheads have these or is it just you?”

“What are you talking about?”

“I’ve never seen so many freckles.”

“They come with the territory.”

“I see,” she said, kneading the powerful muscles that quivered under her hands. She stepped closer and pressed against John’s bare torso. Leaning over, she draped her arms over his shoulders and massaged her way down the hard planes of his chest, spreading the Coppertone in a circular motion. She paused at his nipples, caressing the soft curls springing from the aureoles, and tugged playfully.

“Ouch,” John exclaimed, pushing her hands away. “Stop it.”

“Sorry.” Her apology was accompanied by an unrepentant smile. The tube was suddenly yanked out of Daisy’s hand, and she was about to protest when she saw the look in Greg’s eyes. He was acting like a true chaperone, bristling with unwarranted anger. Why in heaven’s name was he so furious?

“Move away and let me finish this,” he said sullenly. “Go and check on our merienda.”

“It’s ready,” she whined. “They don’t need me to check anything.”

“Go swimming, then,” Greg ordered. “I think you need to cool off.”

“Maybe you do,” she retorted.

“Margarita,” Greg rumbled menacingly. He was glowering at her flirtatiousness, but Daisy was impervious to the dagger looks. She knew there wasn’t much he could do other than a verbal reprimand, although it did look like he was ready to pick her up and throw her in the ocean. Nevertheless, there was no sense in aggravating him any further. Daisy spun around and headed over to the group huddled around the small fire pit, and snatched a bamboo skewer out of Lily’s hand.

“What are you eating?” John asked, in an attempt to lighten the mood.

“Banana-que,” she replied, taking a bite of the sweet plantain that had been heated over the smoldering coconut husks and then sprinkled with sugar.

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