Till Dark

He watched quietly from a distance wondering what she might be thinking behind that hard yet innocent face. She was the most beautiful creature Andrew Nichols had ever seen. Platinum strands of hair flowing in the cool morning breeze teased, and taunted her full sensuous pink lips. Silently she raised a tiny long tanned hand up to run thru the cascade of curls. The sun had turned her once pale skin to a beautiful golden bronze. Her eyes were hidden behind a pair of wide rimmed, black sunglasses that he longed to pull away so he could look at her face and touch the satiny smoothness of her skin. He let his thoughts caress her as his gaze slid down the slender length of her neck pausing to watch the fullness of her breast rise and fall with each lungful barricaded by a black bikini top. He caught his breath at the thought of removing this barrier to feel her soft skin against his. Pressing his eyes down, he scanned over a flattened abdomen to her beautifully sculpted thighs leading to small but firm calves and delicate ankles. Her short toes and dainty fingers were painted a deep maroon. The sight of her floating from her pink towel-clad lounge chair averted Andy's straying thoughts back to reality. She raised tiny fists to her ears, let out a stifled yawn and stretched cocking her head to one side.

Lazily Jordan pulled on a pair of faded cut-off jean shorts and a light pink T-shirt, which she tied in a knot in the center. Gathering her things together she vowed silently to herself to put the past behind her. All her thoughts had been of little else since she sat down so she decided a walk might help clear her mind. Looking to her left and right she began to walk in the direction of the rising sun. As she began her walk she realized that the beach was empty for such a glorious morning, but then she recalled that it was only eight-thirty. Most of the beachcombers were either at breakfast or still fast asleep after the previous evening's party. Jordan decided it was the latter of the two as she continued walking. She had barely walked ten feet when that all too familiar eerie feeling crept up her spine. Her mind reeled at the suddenness of this attack as she looked for someone to help her. Andy was still watching her as she made her way toward him. Jordan faltered and then stumbled toward him. Pale faced with labored movements she managed to croak out "Food! I need sugar!" A thousand times Andy had created and re-created their first introduction, but this was nowhere near what he was thinking. "What?" He stammered confused. Jordan tried again in a low almost inaudible voice "My sugar; I need sug..." But it was too late before she could get another word out she collapsed on the sandy floor at Andy's feet. Silently she watched this strange man lean over her frail body. Jordan knew he was talking to her but she didn't have the strength to understand or answer. She watched from a distance somewhere in the back of her mind as his face began to fade in and out and she heard him call to her "Lady! Lady! Are you all right?" Andy removed her sunglasses and his breath caught in his throat as he stared down into hollow sapphire blue eyes. Even in a weakened condition she was beautiful. Reality finally caught up with him and he yelled for an ambulance while he made sure she was still breathing.