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and wore make-up, and because she
was so beautiful even just applying mascara and a
bit of lip gloss made her look absolutely stunning.
As a result, every time she went out she was
pursued by men wanting to buy her drinks and ask
her out. But she never saw anyone who interested
her enough – no one seemed as special as Cal.
     
    That is, until she started working as a lifeguard on
Brighton beach. She had left college and had got a
place to study art. The thought of working in a call
centre or an office filled her with dread, so when she
saw the lifeguard job advertised, she jumped at the
chance. At least that would be the summer sorted out
and maybe something else would pop up by the
autumn. She had always been a strong swimmer and
easily passed the test. On her first day, she found
herself face to face with an extremely handsome man.
He was very nearly as hot as Cal, with Mediterranean
good looks, broad shoulders and a warm smile.
    'Hi, I'm Juan,' he said, and to her great surprise
bent down and kissed her on each cheek. Laughing
at her reaction he explained, 'It's how we say hello
in Spanish.'
    'I'm Angel,' she managed to reply.
    'Yes, I think you are!' He gazed at her and Angel
stared back, taking in his chocolate-brown eyes and
good-looking face and then sneaking a look at his
very toned and tanned body. She was now very glad
she hadn't taken a job in a call centre!
    She quickly found out that Juan was studying
English at one of the many language schools in
Brighton and planned to open his own bar back
home in Malaga. He was twenty, easygoing,
extremely flirtatious and exactly what Angel
needed. Halfway through their first day together,
Tim, their long-haired, hippy supervisor, came
over and told them there would be a rescue
simulation later in the day and he wanted Angel
and Juan to take part.
    'What do you think will happen?' Angel asked
Juan.
    'You drown, I rescue you and then I get to give
you the kiss of life.'
    Angel giggled; if any of the English lads she knew
had said that it would have sounded dead cheesy,
but coming from Juan, with his delightful broken
English, it actually sounded incredibly sexy. If he
was going to be the rescuer then she wouldn't mind
doing a bit of drowning.
    The pair flirted their way through the rest of the
day. The weather wasn't particularly hot so the
beach wasn't crowded and there really wasn't much
to do. Angel had imagined herself spending her
days gazing out to sea and dreaming about Cal, but
there wasn't a chance of that with Juan, who,
desperate to practise his English and flirt with
Angel, talked non-stop. He wanted to know everything
about her and expressed complete surprise
when she let on that she didn't have a boyfriend.
    'I cannot believe it!' he said. 'In Spain, this would
never happen! Such a beautiful girl, are these
English men blind?' Angel couldn't help laughing
at him.
    At four o'clock, Tim turned up along with some
of the other lifeguards.
    'Right then, Angel, I want you to swim out five
metres and pretend to get into difficulty. Juan, you
will then sound the alarm and rescue her, following
the procedures we've learnt.'
    Angel quickly stripped down to her red swimsuit
and walked down to the sea; there she kicked off
her trainers and dived straight in. It was bloody
freezing! She gritted her teeth and swam out. Once
she thought she had gone far enough she stopped,
turned to face the beach and started treading
water, shouting out, 'Help!' Immediately Juan tore
off his T-shirt and ran into the water.
    Top banana! thought Angel. Even from a distance
Juan had the most gorgeous body. He can rescue me any time!
    Juan quickly swam out to Angel with a very
impressive front crawl. Angel grinned at him but he
was obviously playing things by the book as he told
her not to panic, ordered her to hold onto the float
and started towing her back to the shore. As soon as
he could stand he scooped her into his arms and
carried her onto the pebbles. He laid her gently on
the ground and