Take My Breath Away

"Mmm! This is really good. Another, please?" Debbie pleaded with a hopeful expression as she propped her hand against her chin.

Kinsley shook his head. "Sorry. There are only ten, and Niles already had two. How about you and your husband share one?"

Carlos and Stephanie happened to come over, and they also

heard what Kinsley said.

Blair gave her iced coconut to Debbie and offered, "Debbie, have this one. I'll just drink something else."

Debbie immediately shook her head. "Come on! I was just teasing. Just drink yours. It's so hot, you need one to stay cool. Kinsley, please order some more."

Kinsley called a nearby waiter over, and asked him to ice more coconuts.

While all this was going on, Blair took a sip of her coconut water. Her eyes lit up as she exclaimed, "I love it. No wonder you want another one, Debbie."

"Exactly! Girls, let's go swimming." Debbie took off her bath towel and revealed a pink bikini with blue spots.

Kasie took off her towel too, and she wore a black bikini.

"Wow! Debbie, Kasie! You girls have it where it counts!" Kinsley whistled at them.

Niles' eyes lit up as he said, "Little Pepper! You're full of surprises! Hey Kasie, you want to play doctor?"

Debbie kicked Niles' leg and raised her fist to threaten him. "Hey, she's my bestie. Show a little respect!"

Niles wrapped his arms around his head protectively and took one step back. Pretending to be afraid, he said, "One more like that I'll need a doctor too. I'll be good."

Kinsley laughed out loud and teased, "Coward! Debbie, let's go swimming. Carlos, Wesley, wanna join us?"

Wesley and Carlos nodded and pulled their towels off. They went towards the sea together.

Stephanie, who was on the phone, had to quickly hang up and follow after them.

The men began swimming, while Blair whispered in Debbie's ear, "You're so lucky! I wanted to wear a bikini too, but Wesley said no."

Debbie patted her shoulder and offered, "Did you bring your bikini with you? How about this? We can go swimming in the evening without Wesley along. We can even take selfies."

Thrilled, Blair gave her a hug and said cheerfully, "Sounds good. Just let me know!"

Debbie and Kasie went swimming. Blair didn't know how to swim, so she could only stand on the beach and watch as the others splashed about in the waves.

She heard some splashing beside her, so she turned to see who it was—it was Stephanie. She was also wearing a black bikini, though in a different style from Kasie's. She had the latest designer edition that tied differently. She sat on a big rock and watched Carlos swim.

Blair was about to talk to Stephanie when Wesley swam back to her and reached out his hand. "Come here."

Blair shook her head. "I can't swim."

"Let me teach you."

"But I'm afraid— Aargh!" Despite her unwillingness, Wesley pulled her into his arms and swam with her under the waves.

Stephanie was left alone there on that rock. She saw Carlos swimming towards Debbie, and her face darkened.

A man's arm suddenly snaked around Debbie's waist. As she was about to complain, her lips were sealed by his.

She opened her eyes—the man was none other than Carlos. Her heart skipped a beat.

'Wow! His fiancee is close by, on the beach!' she thought to herself.

Debbie heard someone swimming over, and then saw Niles, whose eyes were shut. His arm accidentally touched someone, so he opened his eyes to check. What he saw made his heart skip a beat.

He saw Carlos and Debbie kissing affectionately. He knew Carlos and Stephanie were still together, so this shouldn't be happening.

He was too scared to breathe, so he almost suffocated. He surfaced, gasping for air.

Then he looked around and caught sight of Stephanie. She was still there, on the beach.

'No wonder Carlos is so bold.

Holy crap! Ivan's coming over!'

Niles took a deep breath, went under the water and found Carlos and Debbie again, who were still kissing. Ignoring Carlos' murderous glance, Niles pointed to Debbie and mouthed, "Ivan!"

Debbie didn't know what Niles was saying. She pulled Carlos' hand off her waist and surfaced.

After taking a few breaths, she saw Ivan swimming over to her.

Kasie didn't dare to open her eyes underwater, so she didn't see anything. She was hoping to get near Debbie. When Debbie surfaced, Kasie immediately swam towards her and said, "No wonder I couldn't find you. I swam in the wrong direction."

Debbie felt her waist being held by a pair of arms and then a kiss was planted on her waist.

Startled, Debbie kicked the submarine sex fiend hard and swam to shore with all her might.

'Carlos is too much! And he tried to maul me in front of everyone!' she thought.

When she swam past Ivan, he called out her name, but she couldn't hear him. She swam nonstop until she reached the shore. She stared at Stephanie not far away, and gasped for air.

Carlos, on the other hand, was a little startled when Debbie kicked him. He immediately surfaced and struggled for a breath. As he gulped down lungfuls of air, he saw Debbie swim away and finally hit the beach.

Stephanie walked over to Debbie and looked down at her while saying, "You're married."

Not knowing what Stephanie wanted to do or say, she simply asked indifferently, "Okay?"

"Ivan doesn't love you," Stephanie mocked. She had never seen Ivan and Debbie kissing, hugging, or making out. In public, they were like an old, married couple.

Instead of getting angry, Debbie smiled and snapped back, "Carlos doesn't love you either."

"I know. But he'll always be mine," Stephanie said confidently.

Debbie giggled. "I doubt it."

She was going to do her best to bring Carlos back to her.

"You sound like you have a plan," Stephanie said in a cold voice.

While playing with the sand, Debbie said nonchalantly, "What else? I'll get back what's rightfully mine."

"Too late!" Stephanie said firmly.

"Too late?" Debbie scoffed. She looked even more alluring with the charming smile that she wore on her face. "Carlos is sleeping with me tonight."

"Debbie Nian!" Stephanie said through gritted teeth. "You are such a bitch!"

Instantly, Debbie fumed, but she did her best not to lose her temper. "I'm a bitch? That sounds more like you. You stole my husband while he suffered from amnesia. Or maybe thief is more like it!"