"She was always making up quotes. Whenever I got into trouble, which was a lot, she would always give me a half an hour pep-talk full of metaphors."

I let out a small giggle at that "She sounds amazing. What did she used to say?"

His mouth lifted further at the memory "Whenever we were at the beach, she always said that love was like the bottom of the ocean. If you are that deep, you can’t see it, but you know it is there. You know that even if you cannot touch it, it is there because you can feel it."

My smile grew. I loved that.

I wondered if he got his good looks and brains from his mom or his dad. I figure it was probably both.

Letting my finger trail to the tattoo sleeve on his arm, I questioned "What was your dad like?"

"Everyone said that he was like me."

"Your mother must have had her hands full then." I commented with a giggle.

His laugh sent vibrations through me and because of our proximity his warm breath hit my neck, making me tilt my head back slightly exposing my neck to him further.

"You always have to have a smart answer." He said, chuckling while nearing my face.

I lightly punched his chest as I softened my voice "You love that I give you shit, and you know it."

Stone's lip twitched twice as he looked down at me and shook his head.

The sun was beating down on both of us and my whole body went warm. With his touch around my waist, my lower body was kept uphold as I arched back and let my back and hair get wet.

I closed my eyes, so I did not have to see his facial expression as I did it. I tried to think about anything else but him. I thought about Lana at school and how she was getting on with Brennan. I thought about my dad and what he was doing.

Each time a new thought popped into my head; it only disappeared a second later. It seemed my brain was too preoccupied with thoughts of the hands on me.

I wondered what he was thinking about. I wondered if he was reminiscing about his parents or his old life in San Andreas. I wondered if maybe he was thinking about the same thing I was.

I never thought over my action to arch my back before I did it. I was more interested in cooling down that I did not think about how the position would look from his angle.

Especially with just a bikini on.

I slowly straightened my back until I was back in the position I was before. The only difference was that I did not wrap my arms around him.