stopped and thought maybe having a quick look in the mirror might be a good thing. Dropping the bag at the door, she hurried back to the bathroom.
‘Ugh! That was close,’ she mumbled to herself, not liking the reflection looking back at her. She ran her hands through her blonde curls and tied them back into a ponytail. After washing her face and brushing her teeth, she looked and felt alive again. Grabbing her bag as she left the room, she headed down to meet Cam, hoping he was as nervous about today’s outing as she was.
Cam couldn’t sit down. He hadn’t been this highly strung about teaching someone to surf before. He was fine the entire drive into the city. Normally, his confidence was sky-high. He was, after all, five times and current world champion on the Pro Tour.
‘ C’mon, mate. Suck it up ,’ he told himself while inhaling deeply.
Cam looked up and saw her approaching. He blew out the deep breath and stared at the gorgeous woman who was coming toward him in short denim cut off shorts and a white tank top. A deep purple bikini strap wrapped around her neck. How he would love to untie that. Cam knew what they were covering up and saying he didn’t want to see them again would be a lie.
“Wow!” said Cam as Annie stopped in front of him
“Oh, my God, what?” Annie was looking around to see what had caught Cam’s attention.
“You.” Annie’s head snapped back to look at him.
“Me?” she squeaked.
“I guess I didn’t take too much notice yesterday,” Cam said quietly hoping she didn’t hear him.
“Excuse me?” Annie looked puzzled. “Have I got toothpaste on my face?” She started wiping around her mouth as Cam laughed. “No, nothing like that. You look…” Cam was trying to find the right word; but everything that came to mind, he thought would have her running back up to her room in a flash.
“Refreshed.” He smiled at her and it was returned with an equally big grin.
“Thanks. I’m ready and starving, too,” she said. Cam smiled, pulled down his sunglasses, which were perched on top of his head, and started toward the hotel entrance. She followed but Annie felt a little uncomfortable. Why? She thought. He was gorgeous, sexy as hell, and nice as pie to her. She couldn’t recall a time when she actually felt noticed. Besides her father’s occasional interest at home, she was fairly neglected. At work, well, work had been simply demeaning. However, to be noticed by someone as dynamic as Cam? That did wonders for her dwindling self-esteem.
Cam’s car was waiting right outside. He jogged a little ahead of her and opened the car door before she reached it. Annie smiled a nervous smile at him and hopped in. She remembered about the seatbelt being sticky sometimes; but as she pulled it over her, it glided without a problem. Cam jumped in, buckled up, and started the Jeep. Music blared from the sound system and he turned it down before pulling out and into the Sydney morning traffic.
They were both silent on the ride back to Bronte, except for the odd occasion when Annie’s stomach grumbled and made its emptiness known. Annie had her window down and began to smell the salt in the air. They weren’t far from their destination. Annie decided to break the silence. “So where are we going for breakfast?” She really was famished.
“Ah, well, I thought we could go to my place,” Cam said while looking ahead. He then turned to Annie to see her reaction. He could tell she wasn’t too sure about that idea.
“Your place?” she questioned him.
“Yeah, I cook a mean omelette and my coffee is the best,” he boasted. Annie must have looked unsure as he followed up with, “If you’d prefer to go somewhere else, no problems.” He sounded a little bummed at that suggestion but he couldn’t hide the fact he was hoping to entertain her at his place. ‘ God, if she knew how much trouble I’ve gone to. Not only to clean and tidy the house, but also to get the freshest