The Red Bikini by Lauren Christopher

Author:Lauren Christopher [Christopher, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2014-07-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

Fourteen

The seagulls woke Giselle before her alarm did. She rolled over and sighed that Coco wasn’t there, then thought of Fin.

And sighed again.

She reached for her cell phone on the nightstand and dialed Lovey. Coco gave her a full report of making pancakes with Grandma, going to the park, then going with Daddy to see some “fifteens cars.”

“Fifties’ cars?” she asked Coco.

“Maybe.” Giselle could even picture Coco’s little shrug.

After hanging up with only one small escaped tear, Giselle dragged herself out from under the sheets.

The shock of her hair color in the mirror made her gasp right into the silence—Gosh, what had she been thinking? She did want to be someone different, but why she thought hair color would do it was beyond her. She finger-combed it into a ponytail and washed her face. She’d even fallen asleep last night with her makeup on. A giggle escaped. It seemed so rebellious.

With the tantalizing thought of Fin seeing her today—which, honestly, sounded as nerve-racking as tantalizing—she pulled her two favorite suits from the now-messy dresser. She held them both up, deciding on the one with the most coverage—a light green.

She tugged it on, then inspected herself in the mirror. Criminy, she looked like a forest fairy with this green suit and red hair. She’d have to make an appointment soon.

The suit looked good on her, though. She ran her hands over the fabric and wondered whether Fin would show up to teach her to surf. She turned to inspect her bottom. . . . And wondered whether his hands would land anywhere on this suit today. A small shiver ran through her, and she couldn’t quite figure out who was gazing back at her from the mirror.

Toting her bag and chair, she made her way down the Spanish-tiled sidewalks that lined the park, past the palm trees and greenbelts, along the same path she and Fin had walked last night. She was glad she had something to do, something to keep her mind off the fact that she missed her little girl so. And off the fact that she could barely breathe every time she thought of Fin saying he’d been picturing her naked.

This early in the morning, Sandy Cove’s beach and park were quiet—only a few people out, jogging along the sidewalks like apparitions through the morning mist. Eventually, she made out the instructors’ gear and boards in a pile near two large wagons: an island of familiarity surrounded by emptiness.

“Mornin’,” Rabbit said, smiling from his perch atop his board. His curls—still dry—blew around his face. “What’re you shooting today?”

“Some of the class, then the pier.” She plopped next to him.

“Stellar. Hey, are any of the pics of me coming out?” He leaned over her shoulder to inspect her viewer. “Can I use one for my Facebook page?”

“I know just the one.” She pulled her sweatshirt over the heel of her chilly hands, then rewound through several shots to find the one she was thinking of. She’d caught a beautiful

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