Possessive and Jealous

Billie Bob Taylor 

The beach was luckily fairly filled with people but not to an overwhelming amount. Even though I thought we would not draw attention to ourselves I was not sure what I was thinking since we were driving one of the flashiest cars around with Benedito's guards driving black Range Rover Sports behind us. 

This caused a lot of curious glances as we parked in front of a surfing shop. Once we climbed out I placed my hand in Benedito's who interlocked our fingers before we walked up the entrance. When we entered a friendly young woman with sun kissed blonde hair quickly approached us with a smile. 

My brain switched off once she and Benedito started speaking in Greek. I was learning too many languages currently for me to want to challenge myself with a new one. 

"What kind of surfing do you want to do?" he asked me as he translated her question.