Justin pulled his dark sunglasses from his face and squinted
over his shoulder. "Who's the hottie?"
"Like you should be looking," Lance said before he turned around to see
who all four of the other guys were talking about. They'd been standing
on a far edge of the beach taking pictures for the last hour or so and had
been watching the girls on the beach making comments off and on like normal
twenty something guys would do, but when he saw the girl wearing a shirt that
looked strangely like the blue and white print one he'd picked up at Ron
Jon Surf Shoppe in Cocoa Beach a few months before he knew that he was in
"Where you going?" Joey asked putting a hand to pull him back to where they
"She's here," he said raising his eyebrows.
She was the one good thing about this trip. Even though they'd been
there for five days now instead of four, he hated the fact that they had
added work the a schedule that had been totally free the week before. While
most people would have been celebrating the idea of being in the islands,
but to Lance the whole idea of the trip had changed when they'd moved locations.
He'd told EJ that when they changed locations it hadn't been because
of fans finding out where they were or weather concerns. They'd gotten
a call from the record company saying that they wanted to send them to Jamiaca
instead and have them film side footage and do a photo shoot that would go
along with the full length video of a concert that they would be filming
later on in the year.
Everyone around them seemed to stop what they were doing. The production
people that were walking towards them seemed to lean a little closer to hear
whatever gossip was about to be divulged to the others in the group. "She?"
"Emma," he said and smiled turning away from his friends to walk over to
her, leaving work behind for a moment to meet up with her.
It wasn't until she was in his arms and almost falling into him that it
was all real to him. He'd called her a million times in the last three
weeks and this trip had been built up in his mind as another the turning point
in their relationship that he was glad to see that she looked relaxed in
her sandals and shirt and bathing suit. He pulled her close, sliding
his arms around her waist and kissed her quickly then kissed as much of her
neck as he could get at. "How was your flight?" he asked breathlessly.
"Good." Her head nodded twice and she smiled at him. Her hand
went to wave to the other guys who were now staring at them and she slid an
arm around him as they stood there. "I'm sorry about borrowing your
"It's ok," he said with a laugh, "Really it's ok."
He stood back a little and looked at her. He knew she didn't like
to be stared at like that, but he couldn't help it. She'd gotten the
perfect suit for the trip and looked as if she'd been sitting out in the
sun a little at home to get ready for the sun down in Jamaica. He also
had to admire the way she was showing off and not showing off at the
same time. The blue shirt she'd picked came to her mid thigh and looked
almost like a dress on her. She'd rolled up the sleeves of his shirt
a little and had buttoned a few of the buttons on the shirt, letting only
a bit of the white bikini she wore show to the public.
"Are you almost done here?" she asked pointing towards the others.
"Lemme check," he said and leaned and kissed her. He didn't want to
tell her that this was just the begining. He'd told her that they would
have time alone together and he had planned some for a few days from then,
but for the mean time cameras and production people were going to be a part
of their lives. "Wanna come over and say hi and see if we can get out
"Sure," she said with a shrug.
When they reached the other guys, who had now been joined by make-up people
and the shooting crew EJ said hello to the other guys then stepped back a
little bit as more people joined them on the small wooden decking that they
were using to pose with.
"We're almost out of here," a production assistant said, "We want to get
another twenty minutes of group shots since we got almost all the other shots
done then you guys can go and play. The mini cams are set up for you
and we'll be staying over here while your group is on the island."
EJ could tell that the faster she got away, the faster they would be done.
She pointed a thumb over towards where a few beach chairs were set
up and bit own on her lip a little. "I'll go hang out over with your
mom and dad."
He frowned and wanted to escape with her away from the madness in front of
them. "It should be too long. Did my mom tell you about the barbeque
"Yeah," she said, "I already packed up a bag for me and I threw in some
jeans and your black RipCurl sweatshirt in there for you. She's got
your dad's stuff and some extra blankets and beach towels and everything."
"Dang." Joey hit Lance's shoulder, "What's up with you? It took
years before Kelly was packing for me."
"Joey you better go kiss that girl," Lance said seeing that Kelly was coming
up behind him.
"Why's that?" he asked.
"Because she's behind you," EJ said with a smile then looked behind him,
Kelly smiled at everyone and slid her arm through Joey's. "Hey there."
"Hi baby," he said and hugged her. "Did you make sure to put on extra
"Yeah," she said, "I'm fine. Are you guys almost done?"
"About a half hour," EJ supplied. "I think if we get out of the way
maybe these boys can actually earn their paychecks and we can get to dinner
sooner than later."
"Sounds like a good idea."
Lance watched her walk away and found his place in the middle of the group
before trying to concentrate more on the camera than the scene of EJ moving
her shirt aside to show the other girls the bathing suit she was wearing.
"I'm soooo gone," he said with a hiss thinking about how in love with her
he really was. It wasn't until that moment, until he'd met her on the
beach there that he'd seen who she really was and how much he really had
wanted to be with her.
"Nothing," Lance found himself under JC's stare. He forced a smile
to JC for only an instant before he licked his lips, straighted his shirt
and smiled the smile he knew he needed to show the camera.
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