<div class="floatleft">(http://i1076.photobucket.com/albums/w448/KalebHyde/fad1f4a2-df8a-4eb4-90ef-c75031f52927_zpsc360e945.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Jackson 'Jax' Wolfe (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10436739#msg10436739)<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Jen Miles<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Beach<br/><strong>When: </strong>Sunday, August 3, 6:00 am<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>...<br/><hr/>Jax fell back into the ocean with a low burst of laughter as Jen ran with such excitement into the waiting arms of the warm salt water.  His release was mostly due to her enticing amount of energy so early in the day as he imagined most of the resort still buried beneath their sheets, whether hung over or in the arms of a one night fling.  Any that might be awake would likely be cursing the light now pouring through their windows, but not Jen.  She seemed so free as she splashed into the waves although most of her life likely was spent in similar environments.  He would likely have chalked it all up to the lack of prying eyes, but his thoughts were far more centered on the woman near him than the celebrity with the weight of the world on her slender shoulders.<br/><br/>Part of his laughter was directed at himself as well, his worry that he had come for nothing more than a solitary morning swim.  Now here she was and the day was surely smiling down upon him.  Soon his laugh gave way to smile as she moved back toward shore, the water line cutting across his bare midchest before he would move to follow her.  The liquid would roll down his heavily musculed frame as well as the detailed ink work which seemed to adorn inch after inch of his frame.  Jax's clothing had hidden that secret their first meeting, but now he was far more relaxed and natural.  The water, this ocean had become his home and he welcomed Jen to enter.<br/><br/>"Oh I slept very well, I had a beautiful blonde haunting my dreams..."  As he moved closer to Jen, it soon became obvious that he had been swimming in the nude though he seemed to pay no attention to it.  His words, though likely sounding much like those cheaply tossed around the nightclub, were as well natural and true.  She had graced his dreams most of his night though he likely should not expound on such visions of taking her athletic frame over the bar counter time and again.  Fleeting remembrance alone caused a stirring within that might easily lead to stiffening embarassment.<br/><br/>"I hope you found your first night at Bekamor entertaining...though not too much as I'm hoping you are up for a challenge..."  His large hand rose to stroke through his jet black hair.  He was still undecided whether to admit knowing who she was, though part of him enjoyed thinking of her simply as a gorgeous blonde.<br/><br/>"I do have to wonder...are you experienced?...you are in safe hands but it is much better to know your limits...in the ocean"