runaway (part 2)

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We'd made it to the beach, Johnny's hand in mine as we walked along the edge of the water. It was cute, the sun shining on the blue water, the sea smell in my nose. I felt safe and small around him, even though he kept tugging me to his side.

"What's wrong, J?" I squinted up at him, trying to meet his gaze through his black sunglasses. His features were stuck in that fake smile of his, jaw clenched.

His gaze traveled over my head again, his thumb rubbing across my knuckles. "Fuckin' pervert keeps lookin at you." He ran his free hand through his hair, the wind still blowing it around his face.

"Nobody's looking at me," I chuckled, "Maybe there's seawater in your eyes."

He raised his eyebrows in shock, "You think I'm making this up," he motioned behind me. "The fuck's sitting right there under his little umbrella, staring at your legs."

I rolled my eyes. Wearing Johnny's thin flannel over my black bikini, of course my legs were exposed. "We're at the beach Johnny," I said gently, "You're going to see my legs." I stood on my tip toes to peck his jaw, my hands running up his exposed chest, fingers fiddling with the shark tooth necklace he'd picked up when he bought my swimsuit.

He groaned, tilting his head back as I pressed myself closer to him. "Maybe you're just a little jealous, J." I teased.

"Damn right I'm jealous, have you seen yourself lately?" His hands wrapped around my waist and I ducked my head, immediately embarrassed. "And I let you talk me into comin to the beach."

I nuzzled my head into his chest, avoiding his gaze. "Why you acting shy, what's wrong?" I shook my head trying to pull away, but of course he didn't let me go. "So, you get to call me pretty but I can't remind you that you're beautiful?"

I shrugged and his head dipped into my neck, lips on my ear. "Well, I'll be sure to remind you tonight," he rasped in my ear, reminding me exactly how he'd praised my body last night.

A shiver ran down my spine but I pretended to be unfazed. "I dunno, I think you just wanna be the only one to stare at my legs." I pulled away, tugging off the flannel.

His jaw twitched, lips going into a smirk. "Of course." He licked his bottom lip as he watched me, "I'd rather have them wrapped around my head though."

Why'd this man have to be so sexy?

"I think you'll just have to wait until later on." I started walking backwards, a smile on my face. Trying to put space between us and ignore the lust. But he started following me instead, that innocent smile still on his face.

"No," he shook his head, still stalking me. "I think I'd like to now."

"We can't right now!" I protested, jogging backwards now. He shrugged still advancing. "It's 1 in the afternoon!"

"I really don't care," he shrugged again, waiting a heartbeat before he dashed after me. His long legs helping him cross the distance between us in seconds. I screamed and ran, but he caught up to me, his long arms wrapping around me and lifting me into the air, nothing but laugher erupting from us.

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Around 6 we drove to a small grocery store. Filling the cart with food for sandwiches, soda, cereal, coffee, endless snacks and candy. Johnny didn't want to go to a restaurant and the paparazzi somehow find him.

I didn't mind, following him around the store with a goofy grin on my face, tossing candy into the cart. Bagging it all at the register and giggling as we tried to fit it all in his car.

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