<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/CarlosFreire.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Eric Salvatore (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10476534#msg104765341), Lifeguard<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Aki<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Main area (Bedroom/kitchenette)<br/><strong>When: </strong>Saturday August 2nd, evening<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>dark blue cargo shorts, blue beach shoes (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/CarlosFreire.jpg), no shirt<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">The easiness at which she came into his arms left Eric with a feeling of relief. The awkward moment was gone, there was nothing to be worried about. This was Aki, the woman who had slowly wormed her way through his walls and reached his core, winning his heart. He felt silly for being so scared that she might laugh at him or something. He closed his arms around her and gently rubbed his hand back and forth against her  back in an affectionate manner. He wanted to kiss her, emboldened by the way the greeting had gone, but he held himself back. There was a difference between welcoming a hug, and exchanging a kiss, even on Bekamor Island.<br/><br/>“I missed you too.” He replied to her, a bit surprised but quite pleasantly so. His hold loosened so that she could move back and away from him if she wanted to, but not so completely that he broke it. He wanted to keep her close. “It’s good to see you… Though, why the long sleeves, we’re in the tropics, Aki.” He teased her gently. “It’s more than warm enough for you to remove the cardigan.” Eric said and his smile went from simply very happy to see her to a lop-sided teasing smile. He wasn’t mocking her, just trying to make her smile some more with some harmless, friendly teasing.<br/><br/>“How was the flight? Was everything ok?” He asked with genuine interest and looked at her to find her gaze. She was so gorgeous, and looked so completely unaware of it or at least didn’t seem to have the ego that sometimes came with the gorgeous girl. Of course, being an executive chef could make her potentially bossy, but over the course of a year he had not really felt that kind of attitude directed at him. He was easing up with her, finding the familiarity in their writing translating just as well in real life. Holding her against his naked chest did have its share of “Feel good” feeling.<br/></div>