Charming: A Modern Day Sexy Cinderella Story by Jennifer Miller

little breathlessly and Katie murmurs her agreement. They are all ridiculously attractive. One man breaks away from the rest after he removes himself from a headlock another guy had him in. They are laughing and he puts his fists up jokingly telling his friend to ‘bring it’.
    He finally turns and moves to a seat not far from us and throws his towel into the lounger claiming it as his. The top of his body is concealed by an umbrella. He begins wobbling the heavy base back and forth in an effort to move it out of the way. His muscles move and flex under his skin and I treat myself to a long look. Starting at his sandal clad feet, moving up his muscular calves that flex with his movements, and head right on up and stop for a moment at what I can see of his muscular thighs. I find myself immediately wondering what the hair on his legs would feel like rubbing up against mine. I imagine our legs tangled together, one of his strong hands stroking my body, while the other is tangled in my hair. The thought makes the hair on my body stand on end.
    Moving my eyes up further, I stop and almost blush at the large bulge he’s showing off at the front of his shorts. My nipples tighten at the sight, and when he turns around and I get a view of his tight bottom, I can’t stifle a soft groan. As he moves his shorts tighten against him leaving no imagination to the roundness underneath.
    “Oh, yeah.” Katie says drawing out the word as her eyes likely take in the same view as mine.
    “Any story I would come up for him would include myself in it,” I tell Katie and she grunts her agreement.
    My eyes continue their journey as he turns around once more having finished his task and his stomach and chest make my breaths come faster. I’ve never had such a visceral reaction to someone before and I bite my lip to try and calm myself down. This man was made for sex. Forget a six pack, he’s sporting an eight pack and they look like they are chiseled from stone. His hard pecs frame the flat discs of his nipples and I imagine running my tongue over them. Under his navel is a small trail of dark hair and I almost groan again thinking about where it leads, but lick my lips at the thought instead. His biceps are large and his shoulders broad and when my eyes finally move to his face, I suck in a breath when I find his eyes on mine.
    His eyes are crystal blue, and rival the beauty of the ocean at his back. His longer dark hair blows in the wind, a strand escaping from the rest and brushing against his high cheekbone. I find myself jealous of a strand of hair. His full lips curl up into a seductive smile and I can’t help but think how unfair it is that a man that looks like that is unleashed upon the women in this world. I don’t know that I’ve ever found a man beautiful before, but he certainly is. With a smirk, he pulls his sunglasses from the top of his head and puts them on. He turns his head to one of his friends and says something, making them both turn back and look at me.
    “Wow,” I say to Katie not able to tear my eyes away.
    “Oh my god, Ella. Do you know who that is?”
    “Who? You know him?”
    “That’s the actor Asher Charming.”
    “What? No way.” I tell her finally breaking eye contact to look at Katie. She’s nodding her head, eyes big and wide. Looking at him again, watching him laugh with his friends while at the same time looking at the menu of food selections, I think of the many action movies I’ve seen Asher in and try to find the resemblance. It’s there, a little, I think. Maybe it’s the alcohol making my memory fuzzy.
    “That’s totally him,” Katie says emphatically.
    “What are the chances that Asher Charming would be staying at the same resort that we are?”
    “I don’t know, but let’s thank the sex gods because with any luck we’ll get to look at that during our entire stay.”
    I let out a sigh of pleasure, “No kidding.” Letting my eyes fall on him once again, I find that I need to