Overhead the sun was bearing down on Esteban as he lounged on the beach. With his eyes hidden beneath dark shades he casually watched the multitude of attractive men strolling up and down the beach. Somewhere on this island his estranged son had found employment. Omar had eluded him thus far but Esteban was in no rush to find him. He had only just arrived at the resort and had to work up the courage to approach his son. Divorces were seldom neat and clean. His own had been messy, resulting in explosive fights and plenty of broken furniture. Esteban rolled his neck on his shoulders, releasing some of the lingering tension there. Suddenly he was aware of the intensity of the sun and remembered he had forgotten his sunscreen in his room. "Excuse me, mijo. You wouldn't happen to have some sunscreen on you? I can't find mine and I don't want to burn to a crisp out here."
He spent a lot of time on the beach, listening to the sound of the crashing waves and basking in the sun. Emery figured the vitamin D would be good for him. The sun was awfully hot, he found himself perched in a lounge chair under an umbrella. He had been scribbling notes in his notebook but there were other things that caught his attention instead. When a shadow loomed over him, he peeked up at the other. Emery smiled, squinting in the bright light. âI do,â Em sat up in his chair, leaning towards his bag as he pulled out the bottle. âDo you need any help applying it?âÂ
