put her in the recovery position.
Then he leant over her and started massaging her
heart, put his finger into her mouth as if to remove
any obstruction and knelt down and put his lips
against hers. Angel froze, feeling embarrassed by
the other lifeguards eyeballing them, but also
intrigued. She closed her eyes, trying to imagine
that they weren't surrounded by ten other people
and that Juan was going to kiss her properly. Then
Tim called out, 'That's it, well done,' and pressed
the button on his stopwatch.
Rather reluctantly, Juan took his mouth away
from Angel's and helped her to her feet, putting a
towel round her shoulders as by now she was
shivering.
'That was pretty much perfect, Juan; I hope the
rest of you were watching that. Thanks, Angel, for
doing your bit. You'd better have a hot shower, you
look frozen!'
That night Angel went on and on to Gemma
about how gorgeous Juan was, and how much she
fancied him.
'More than Cal?' Gemma teased.
'Differently to Cal,' Angel replied. 'Juan's my
holiday romance and maybe something more, who
knows?'
The two girls sat on Gemma's bed as she experimented
putting make-up on Angel for her
beautician's course. Now that she had finished
college, Angel spent even more of her time at
Gemma's. There just didn't seem to be a good
reason to go home. She would only have to put up
with her dad nagging her about taking a proper
subject. Though, of course, she only got to spend
time with Gemma when she wasn't out with Tony.
Luckily for Angel, his sports physiotherapy course
kept him extremely busy, so she still got to see lots
of her friend.
To her surprise, Angel was loving the summer.
Suddenly they were in the grip of a heatwave and
while so many other workers were trapped inside,
longing to be outside, Angel got to spend all her
time at the beach in the company of the delicious
Juan. After a week of working together, he asked
her out for a drink after work. Angel had no
hesitation in agreeing. He was such good fun to be
with and she loved the way he made her feel so
good about herself – he was always complimenting
her, telling her how bella she was. As soon as their
shift finished Angel sneaked into the toilets of one
of the many bars lining the sea front and changed.
She put on a tiny black halter-neck dress that gave
maximum exposure to her tanned back and legs
and a pair of high wedge sandals that made her legs
look even longer. A quick coating of mascara and
liner and a slick of berry-coloured lip gloss and she
was ready. Juan looked suitably impressed as she
stepped out of the bar. He had swapped his work
clothes for a pair of faded jeans and a white T-shirt
and dark glasses. Angel was expecting that they
would hang out by the sea, but Juan had other
ideas.
'You deserve to go somewhere special,' he said
and he whisked her off to the chic Hotel du Vin for
champagne cocktails.
'God!' Angel exclaimed, looking at the price list.
'Can you afford these?'
He shrugged. 'My mother sent me some extra
money. I want to spend it on you, Angel.'
Two cocktails later, Angel was enjoying herself
enormously. They were flirting nicely and, almost
imperceptibly, Juan had edged closer to her and
put his arm round her shoulder.
'Why don't we go back to my flat, Angel? I really
want to kiss you and I don't think the people here
will approve.'
Angel smiled – she liked his directness and she
wanted to kiss him too.
As soon as they got outside Juan pulled her into
a doorway and started kissing her passionately. Good , Angel thought to herself, very good. Eight out of ten .
Back at his flat the kissing continued and the
caresses started. Juan ran his hands all over Angel's
body, sending shivers of delight rippling through
her. He undid the halter-neck top of her dress and
started caressing her breasts, first with his hands,
then he kissed her nipples, gently sucking them so
Angel felt a white-hot flame of desire ignite within
her. As he kissed her nipples he started caressing
her through the