My eyes squinted at Florian, and I gave a small smile. "Were you always this way?"

He shrugged. "I guess."

He slowly stood up, letting the sheets fall off his skin, the sun radiating off his beautiful tan, bringing the shine to his body. I stared like it was the first time I was seeing it, and I held my breath as he turned to grab his pants. I watched him slip in, my lips parted, my chest heaving hard.

He was beautiful, the kind that I gave up in dreaming about a while ago.

"I don't think I want to know what's going on in your head right now."...