RECAP:

"Becca, this is my bathroom." He chuckled deeply.

I fake pondered for a while before taking small steps towards him until our bodies were almost touching... It took all of my willpower not to wipe that seductive smirk from his lips with my own. I had to tiptoe to reach his ear at his looming 6'3 height and whispered as softly as i could master;

"Maybe once you have finished checking me out, I could hurry up as I have heard that everyone is waiting." I could visibly see his jaw clenching... good.

"But i'm so sorry, I was in here first." And with that, I pulled back from him and reached for the door handle.

After shutting the door in his face, due to his only movement being his eyes lingering over my half naked body, I got dressed into a cute mustard yellow bikini and headed down to meet the others.

REBECCA'S POV:

As if the house couldn't get anymore impressive, there was a thin stone staircase that led onto the sandy beach.

I threw on my white dress cover up before walking down the long staircase.

I felt like I was a part of a fucking mamma mia movie. But I wasn't complaining.

I finally reached the sand and didn't waste a second running to everyone. By this time, the sun was setting, which created a beautiful pink and orange reflection onto the calm waves.

I stood for a moment, caught up in the calming trance that the waves brought me. Keeping my eyes on the water, I slowly removed my pullover and began to walk towards the sea.

That was until I heard a fucking wolf whistle.

My head snapped around at lightning speed to meet the group all looking at a nearing figure.

I almost didn't recognise him without a shirt on. I mean...fuck me.

Although he had an absolute cracking body,I had to stop myself from comparing him to Ashton.

I shook my head with a chuckle before crossing my arms over my chest. He strolled over to me, glancing at the group's reactions. This consisted of Ethan, looking as if he wanted to punch someone, Josie holding him back, looking as amused as always and an unreadable expression on Ashton's stirn features.

Nevertheless, they were ALL watching.

"When you said that you lived in Marseille, I didn't think that you meant the same place as I'm staying!" I said and he took another step closer to me, probably knowing the reaction that It would have on the group.

My breath hitched as Sam brought his lips to my ear. "Neither did I, but I'm definitely not complaining." He whispered in his beautiful french accent.

I bit my lip, wondering what he saw in me, but decided to stay chill and ask him if he wanted to go for a swim.

His version of 'going for a swim' was surprisingly different to mine, as he swept me up bridal style and ran towards the sea.

Throughout this, I couldn't stop giggling until he held onto me and dunked us both under the cool water.

I came up to the surface alone and was met with Sam's lustful eyes. His dark hair was messy and he had water droplets scattered over his chest.

I jumped up into the air, preparing to dunk him however he caught onto my actions. My hands were on his shoulders and as I neared closer to him, his hands found my waist and he watched the realisation on my face when i saw that I was unable to dunk him. He had somehow managed to get me straddled around his waist with his strong hands now under my rear.

He lifted me up higher so that he was inline with my chest and I chuckled.

"Ok, that was smooth." I said extremely impressed, as I wrapped my hands around his neck. His eyes flicked between my own and my lips, I did the same. He was leading in when I heard my name being yelled.

We both spun around, not even thinking about the position we were in. Josie was on Ethan's back attempting to stop him from reaching me. Ashton was talking to some other girls in bikinis, I guess some people never change.

I dismounted from Sam's protective hold and began to stroll away from him until he ran up to my side.

"I'll see you soon?" His expression looked worried but I gave him a reassuring nod before making my way over to everyone.

Ethan dragged me onto a towel that someone had placed on the floor, looking as if he could kill a bitch. That bitch being Sam. He then made his way up the staircase to the house, but not before whispering something to Ashton. Ashton glanced over at me and turned back to Ethan with a nod.

How strange.

"OMG you have been here for like 50 mins and you are already getting more action than I have in the last 5 months!" Josie squealed as she handed me a can of sprite.

"For one I know for a fact that is not true and two, I met him on the flight over here so that doesn't really count." I told her.

"Well, thanks to this buffoon" She pointed to Ashton "I'm not allowed boys in a mile radius of me!" She said.

Ashton rolled his eyes.

"Wait... You totally fucked him on the plane didn't you?!" She said nudging me with excitement in her eyes, the only thing stopping me from shaking my head was the sound of Ashton laughing,

"What dickface?" Josie asked him. I was laying on my front so I turned to my side to face him.

"Becca just doesn't strike me as that type of girl." He said, taking another sip of his drink.

"I wouldn't put it past her." Josie murmured and I gave her a playful smack.

"What do you mean, that type of girl?" I questioned, generally curious by what he meant.

He didn't answer my question so I turned back towards Josie, my back facing Ashton.

"I think that he is trying to say that you have standards, in his weird Ashton way." She offered me a smile but I don't care what he thinks.

That seems like a him problem.

Ethan came down with more drinks and Josie and I talked until the sun was replaced with a beatiful full moon.

I could get used to this, I thought.

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