Benji has the woven blanket under one arm and the cooler bag looped over the opposite shoulder. He swipes to close the boot of his Land Cruiser.
"Can I carry the food?" I offer.
"No," Benji says, his brows knitted but lips smiling.
"I'll carry the blanket then," I say, gesturing to grab it from underneath his arm.
"Definitely not," Benji states. Then walks up the side of the car and onto the path.
The sky is already an artwork of pastels; pink, yellow and orange streak through blue. My fleece jumper is soft against my torso and the air is still against my cheeks. On the stairway to heaven, we begin our descent to Opal Beach. Could there be a more perfect first date?
Benji spreads fruit, crackers and dips onto the blanket. Then pours us each a fizzy drink.
I gaze into Benji's eyes and he leans into the space between us. Our lips meet and warmth floods through me. May all the sunsets be with Benji Collard.
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𝙾𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙴𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜
Teen FictionIn a southwest Australian beach town, not all is well in paradise... Eden's struggle with perfectionism peaks in her final year of high school. Already a competitive athlete and aspiring marine biologist, she's now striving to be 'beautiful' too. Or...
