Page 125 of His Secret Gift

She nods.

“Okay, you want to be at a slight angle. Good. Then, take the rock and hold the bottom of it against the side of your middlefinger and the top on your thumb. Next, your index finger wraps around the edge of it.”

It seems like she may be struggling a little, so I help.

“Thanks.”

“No problem. Now you’re all set to swing your arm back. Nope, keep your chest facing the water,” I correct her when her whole body swivels. “Just like that. And you want to try to flick your wrist after throwing it, so that it’ll spin. That’s what makes it bounce on the water’s surface.”

She tries, but it sinks.

“That’s okay. We’ll try again.”

She then groans after another few failed attempts. “Maybe I’m just not able to do this.”

“Nonsense. It took me a bit to get it as a kid too.”

“Right, but as you said, you were a kid. What if I take this off?” She undresses to just her bikini and discards the cover. It’s a view I certainly don’t mind having.

“So?” I say after shaking my head and trying to refocus on the task at hand. “A beginner is a beginner. It doesn’t matter which age you are when you start something new. Now come on!” I’m trying to hype her up. “I have a good feeling about this one.”

Fortunately, I was right, and after she launches it, it skips multiple times.

She turns to face me with her arms up. “I did it!”

“I told you!”

Then, she jumps into my arms, and I hold her up there for a few seconds, just staring into her green eyes.

“Sorry,” I mutter while putting her down.

“It’s okay.” Instead of stepping away like I thought she was going to, she stays. Then, she surprises me and kisses me.

“But I thought—”

She shrugs. “There’s no harm in a little kissing, is there?”

“Well, no.” Before I can say anymore, she cups either side of my face and continues. She tastes delicious.

“Wanna go for a swim?” she asks after we part again.

My heart is pounding, but I respond, “Sure.”

She runs in before me, and I stay back to remove the clothing over my suit. But with them off, I follow after her.

It’s a little cold, and her nipples look as hard as the rocks we were just throwing. I wish I could touch and warm them under my hands. But although she made the first move back on the shore, I don’t want to do anything too forward.

She then pushes a huge wave toward me.

“Hey!” I do the same to her. But after diving under the water, I find her topless when I pop my head back up.

“Oh, my god!” she exclaims, clutching to cover herself with her arms.

Thanks to the bright color, I locate it quickly and help her tie it around her neck and back.

“I’m so sorry.” I assume it was the rushing water that came from me that swept it off.Please don’t tell me I just ruined this whole day.“I swear, I didn’t see anything.”

However, she doesn’t even seem that upset. “It’s okay.” Then, she even laughed. “The same thing happened to me at summer camp when I was twelve. It was much worse then.”

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