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discovered how tiny Doris Day’s feet were and how big Arnold Schwarzenegger’s hands were. Alec placed his hand inside the print and I took pictures. The place was heaving with tourists though; we could barely move.
                  “Shall we go to Malibu?” I asked after deciding I’d had enough of being shoved around.
                  “Yes, I am starving.” He smiled. I followed him back to the car and we climbed in. Daniel put on the air con during our drive and after a while it caused goose bumps to cover my uncovered arms. At least is was cooler though, I never imagined it would have been so hot, so early in the Spring.
                 
    I watched the streets of L.A. whizz by as we headed towards the coast. He asked to look at my pictures on my camera. I pulled it from my bag and he moved closer, leaning his shoulder against mine, I watched as his eyes danced over the screen, his eyes lighting up when he saw something he liked. Feeling him against my body made my insides warm. I didn’t want to believe that I was falling for this man, I’d only known him a short while, but there certainly was something about him, something that had me captivated.
     
    Daniel stopped the car at the beach and we climbed out, Alec told him to go and have the afternoon off, that he would get us back to the hotel later. As we walked towards the pier, I gazed at the miles of golden sand edge in palm trees. The sun had finally broken through the clouds and they had cleared leaving a clear blue sky above and a turquoise ocean with waves crashing along the shoreline. The breeze felt fresh against my clammy skin and when I saw a rest room, I excused myself and hurried inside.
                  I ran the cool water from the tap over my hands and dabbed it over my neck, I needed to cool down. My face had turned a tanned brown and my nose was shiny. I touched up my makeup, sprayed on a little more perfume and then returned to Alec. He was talking on his mobile phone when I returned, I stayed back, but no one could miss his sharpness with the person on the other end.
                  “If that is what she want’s then fine, I can play hard too. Tell her the gloves are off. I always get what I want.” He spun around. “I’ll leave it up to you, Jake. Speak to you later.” He ended the call and smiled thinly.
                  “Is everything all right?”
                  “Yes, now, let’s find a nice place to get some lunch.”
                  We found a small restaurant and sat in the shade and air conditioned air inside. We ordered some sandwiches and cold soft drinks and sat by the window while we waited for our food.
                  “Tell me about Camilla,” I goaded.
                  He thought briefly then smiled, “She’s a nasty cow when she wants to be, but she a good friend and there if I need her. I was studying for my A-levels when my parents were killed in an accident. They were in their car when a flash flood hit the Welsh village they were driving through. They think my father lost control of the car and they skidded off the road careering over a ravine to their deaths. Camilla was there, she was a shoulder to cry on, she looked after me and I suppose it has left us quite close. I can tell her anything and know it will go no further.”
                  “I am sorry about your parents,” I said resting my hand on his arm.
                  “Thank you.” He nodded and gazed out of the window.
                  “How old was your sister?”
                  “Emily was already married by then, there are seven years between us you see, so she and her husband were already expecting their first child. It devastated us both, but I think it hit her the hardest, she was always so close to them.”
                  “I can’t imagine how hard that