Dove
"I'm thirsty," Bucky smacked his lips together before brushing his dark wavy hair away from his face. "How you be surviving in this heat?"
I smiled at him then eyed my water bottle, "I was just going to get a refill."
He shook his head, "water will only make you faint at this point." He stood up and dusted the sand off his shorts. "Want to come with me to the drinks bar?"
I eyed it and felt my stomach form a tight knot when I saw the amount of women eyeing him. They were already fixing their bikini tops and thong bikinis. Definitely not my kind of scene. "Um no. I don't want to leave my bags."
"I'll get you something," he picked up his sunglasses, put them on and before I could even beg him not to, he was off.
