nearest the beach started laughing and pointing. What’s going on?
He looked at
Gary, who shrugged.
toward the commotion. “I’m going to go see.” He walked out onto the grassy
verge that led to the sand where he’d been sitting earlier with Sky. The guys
were still laughing. One asked, “What’s he gonna do?”
into the line of men all facing the ocean and pointing. “What’s happening?”
“This crazy guy is standing there in the water like he’s headed for us, but
he’s not moving. Looks like the
Creature from the Black Lagoon.”
One of the
other men asked, “What’s he wearing?”
at Adam. “It’s called a dry suit, and it looks to me like he’s waiting for
someone. Wonder who that could be?” He laughed.
the water stood a tall man in a full dry suit complete with hood and mask, his
mouthpiece dangling. He had a little bottle of what must be oxygen on his
I’ve got a funny feeling about this. When Adam stepped off the lawn onto the
sand, the figure in the suit began to pace out of the water with a slow and
analogy was dead-on.
creature got out of the surf, he stopped to peel off the mask and hood,
revealing curly hair.
He’d know those curls anywhere.
Sky came a few
feet closer. Even in the fading light, Adam imagined he could just make out the
again and began to unfasten the dry suit. What kind of show were they in for?
puffy dry suit peeled down the tall body, fully dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and
cargo shorts. A patter of applause started, and Sky kicked off the suit to
reveal flip-flops. Jesus, he must think he was James Bond or something. By this
time everyone was clapping, and Sky gave a little bow.
Son of a bitch, the guy has a sense of
humor. He’d rigged this
whole elaborate entrance just to get a laugh. But looking at that lean, hard
body in those shorts made another part of Adam’s anatomy very happy.
Sky picked up
the dry suit and walked the ten feet to Adam. “Hi. I believe I was invited for
He just laughed. “You do know how to make an entrance.”