My Baby

DESTINY

“Feeling better?” James hovered over me like a mother hen.

We were back at the beach house after spending an uncomfortable night in the tent on the sandbank. It would have been a perfectly romantic evening hadn’t it been for the damn insects. James felt terrible about it because he failed to see the insect repellent.

“I’m fine. Stop worrying about it.” I wasn’t itching as much as the previous night. Our guide had some antihistamine creams on board his boat which was a life saver. I scratched a spot at the back of my knee and James slapped my hand away.

“Stop scratching. It will leave marks.” He said sternly. “Let’s go for a swim. The water is perfect.”

I groaned, “Seriously? You know I can’t swim.” We were lazing on the deck, soaking up the midday sun and just watching the clouds drift by.

“C’mon, I don’t want to swim alone. I’ll teach you.” He peered at me over the rim of his sunglasses.

Right. He just wanted me to wear that red bikini he bought. It hardly covered everything,