Chapter 565 - Honeymoon (S&F) (2) (1/2)

~ French Polynesia, Tahiti ~

Felix and Sophia are holding hands and walking through a busy street of a small city in Tahiti. There are numerous street vendors and small shops lining the street.

Two of them purchased some bracelets, necklaces and other souvenirs made by locals. Sophia found Felix's knowledge of French handy. He negotiated prices down very well, and he could not contain his grin when he saw that Sophia is looking at him like he is the only man in the world. And he is, for her.

After a nice lunch in a small local restaurant, they ended up renting a car and driving around the island.

Sophia noticed a beach with high waves, and number of surfers in the water. She glanced at Felix and saw that he is also looking there.

”Do you surf?”, she asked.

”I can get around.”

Her eyes lit up. ”Let's go then.”

She wanted to see him in his swim trunks, with water drops glistening over his muscular body while he is riding the waves.

”But you can't…” He didn't want to do things that she can't do. And she can't go surfing, not now that she is pregnant.

”I can watch. Look…”, she pointed toward the beach. ”There is a bar or something. I can get comfortable with a chilled drink and watch my husband conquer the waves.”

Sophia saw that he is about to refuse, and she persisted. ”Please? I would really like to see you surf.”

…

Sophia is on the beach. Her toes are dipped into powder-like white sand while she is resting on a lounging chair under an oversized beach umbrella. She has a chilled drink inside coconut on a small table next to her. Sophia is holding small binoculars that she purchased from a store on the beach.

Felix rented a surfboard and went to do his thing. And he did it magnificently.

Sophia got the show she was hoping for, and so much more. Binoculars allowed her to see him up close, and she didn't miss a thing. She saw his grin as the wave came toward him rising as a turquoise wall. She saw him hop on the board and crouch as if he is ready to fly. The sight of him balancing while his left hand caressed turquoise wall which wrapped above him was… wicked.

She was not aware that she is holding her breath.

Sophia watched Felix as he came out of the water. He tussled his hair and showed a boyish grin while he walked toward her with surfboard under his armpit. He was so handsome that she thought she is about to pass out. Or maybe that was because she was holding her breath. She saw Felix stop in his tracks for a moment and frown.

”Hello!”, a man's voice came from her left and made her move her binoculars away.

”Can I help you?”, Sophia asked before she even looked up.

”Hello indeed…”, another lazy voice came from her right.

It took her a moment to realize that two young men approached her and are checking her out. They probably watched her for some time, but she didn't notice because she was focused on Felix.

They didn't look local. Tourists maybe?

Sophia exhaled, frustrated at herself for forgetting that this happens. Often. So right now, she is by herself, on the beach, looking toward the ocean… and she should have thought of the possibility that she will attract attention.

She is three months pregnant, but it still doesn't show on her. She wished that she has a bigger belly, that would deter most of the guys who dare to dream of successfully approaching her.

”Hello... I'm not interested.”, Sophia brushed them off, and she didn't want to be nice about it. Many guys treat nice as an OK to proceed.

”Wow! That's an attitude you are giving us. I like it.”, the man on her left grinned.