Game on the Beach: Scharline, Braun, and Lisa
The golden sunlight bathed the beach in a shimmering glow. A gentle breeze carried the salty scent of the sea as waves lazily kissed the shore. Scharline walked barefoot across the warm sand, listening to Braun and Lisa’s lighthearted laughter, realizing they wouldn't go unnoticed here.
Especially Braun.
With his athletic build and confident demeanor, Braun naturally attracted attention. But today, the real reason he stood out was Scharline. She wore a dark blue, strappy bikini that highlighted her bronzed skin. She knew how the fabric hugged her body, how the thin straps framed her curves, and how each step caused just the right sway in her hips. Maybe unconsciously. Or maybe… not.
Lisa, as always, was relaxed and full of energy, observing everything until something truly caught her interest. Braun strolled alongside them, his hands resting behind his head, sun-kissed muscles flexing slightly. He looked like he belonged here, like the beach was his territory. But Scharline was the one making him stand out.
His gaze flickered toward her, watching her movements. Occasionally, he brushed his fingers against her skin—just enough to hint at something more. This was a game.
"Being with you is a privilege, Scharline," Braun said, his tone teasing but his eyes serious. "It’s impossible not to notice how the entire beach turns to look when you walk by."
Scharline tilted her head slightly, meeting his gaze. She was familiar with this game. "Maybe they’re watching you," she replied with a playful smirk.
Braun chuckled, shaking his head. "No, sweetheart. They’re looking at me because you’re with me."
The corner of Scharline’s lips curled up briefly. Braun was cocky—but not entirely wrong. All around them, people watched. Some women eyed Braun with open interest, while others stole glances at Scharline.
Lisa laughed. "So what you’re saying, Braun, is that we’re here just so Scharline can make you look good?"
Braun threw his hands up with a grin. "What can I say? Women are drawn to beauty."
Scharline rolled her eyes but laughed softly. It was a lie. Women were drawn to Braun, yes. But what made him irresistible was that Scharline had chosen him.
She paused. Had she really chosen him? She felt a flutter in her stomach every time he touched her. But was that attraction? Or just part of the game?
Scharline reached out and placed her hand lightly on Braun’s arm. His skin was warm under her touch. When she looked up at him, she caught the slight narrowing of his eyes—a silent acknowledgment that they both knew how this game was played.
"So, are we going to keep soaking up attention, or are we actually getting in the water?" she asked, throwing in a challenge to distract him. Braun noticed her hand still on his arm. A slow smirk formed as he slid his hand to her waist, leaning in slightly.
"Walking next to you has been fun, but I think things could get even more interesting in the water."
Lisa groaned dramatically, looking between them. "Oh my God. If you two keep flirting like this, I’m throwing you both into the ocean myself."
Scharline let out a light laugh, stepping back from Braun as she slipped away from his touch. The game was still on—but where it would lead, she wasn’t sure. Maybe that was the whole point. Maybe the game itself was all that really mattered.
As Scharline slipped out of Braun’s grasp and waded into the water, the cool waves lapped at her ankles, sending a slight shiver up her spine. But even the ocean’s chill wasn’t enough to erase the warmth Braun had just left on her skin.
Braun followed with a grin, and before she could react, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her deeper into the water. Scharline let out a small yelp before laughter bubbled from her lips. The game was still on. And the water only brought them closer.
To steady themselves against the waves, Braun tightened his hold around her waist. For a moment, Scharline held her breath. His touch felt different now. More deliberate. The water clung to her bikini, making the fabric mold even closer to her skin. Braun had certainly noticed. His eyes dropped to her lips.
“A girl like you, here with me…” he murmured, voice edged with amusement. “Should I really be surprised that everyone else is jealous?”
Scharline was used to Braun’s easy confidence. But something inside her stirred. This wasn’t like the usual games they played. Did she actually want this? Before she could even process the answer, Braun’s fingers brushed under her chin, tilting her face up to his. He leaned in. Scharline almost pulled away—but then she didn’t. Because she couldn’t say she didn’t want it, either. And then, their lips met.
Slow at first, then more insistent. Braun always took the lead. She could feel the pressure of his kiss, the way he expected her to melt into him. Inside her, she felt a warmth… and something else. Something uncertain.
Lisa’s voice cut through the moment with a laugh. “Yep, exactly what I expected. Come on, at least make it dramatic. You two look like you’re shooting a movie.”
Braun let the kiss linger a little longer before finally pulling back, a smirk playing on his lips. His hand was still on Scharline’s waist. “Lisa, just enjoy the moment. You don’t have to settle for just watching.”
Lisa rolled her eyes. “Trust me, this is plenty entertaining.” But Lisa wasn’t the only one watching. A few feet down the beach, a small group of young men had turned their attention toward them.
And their gazes weren’t the same. Some looked at Scharline with admiration, others with irritation. One of them nudged his friend, tilting his chin toward the scene.
“Damn, look at her. Lucky bastard.”
“Lucky? Please. She’s with him because of his money,” another scoffed.
“Nah, Scharline’s not that type. If she’s there, it’s because she wants to be.”
“Oh yeah? Did she tell you that? Do you actually know what she wants?”
The murmured words never reached Scharline’s ears, but she felt the weight of all the eyes on her. And the strange thing was… she liked it. But… something was missing. Even in Braun’s arms, there was an absence of something real.
Then, another image flashed in her mind. Ethan. The way he had looked when she spotted him at the café. His stance. His gaze. His presence. Being with Braun made her feel something—fun, attention, control. But when she thought of Ethan… it was different. It was something else entirely. She didn’t know what it was yet. But she knew one thing for sure. Braun and Ethan were two different worlds. And maybe… she wasn’t sure which world she belonged to yet.
Scharline and Braun’s Game, Lisa Captures the Moment Scharline lingered in the water with Braun for a little longer, indulging in the playful game between them. The touches were light, but the intent was clear. Every so often, Braun would tighten his grip around her waist, using splashing water as an excuse to move even closer. And Scharline wasn’t stopping him. The way Braun’s strong arms flexed in the water was noticeable—his presence was enjoyable, intoxicating even. But no matter how much she flirted, she couldn’t shake that hollow feeling inside her. No matter how close Braun got, Ethan lingered somewhere in the back of her mind. Braun suddenly caught her wrist, pulling her toward him just slightly.
“Alright, gorgeous, we’re going to wrinkle up if we stay in here any longer. Ready to get out?” Scharline gave a small nod, seeing no point in dragging this out. With his hand still wrapped tightly around hers, Braun led them out of the water. As they stepped onto the wet sand, Lisa swiftly pulled out her phone and snapped a shot. At that moment, Braun wrapped his arms around Scharline from behind. “Hold on! That was perfect!” Lisa laughed, looking at her screen in delight.
Scharline raised an eyebrow, turning toward her. “What did you just do?” Lisa smirked and flipped the phone around. The photo was stunning. Scharline, with droplets of water still clinging to her sun-kissed skin, leaned into Braun’s embrace—his arms wrapped firmly around her waist, his grip possessive. Their bodies were almost completely pressed together. A couple. A statement. A display of dominance.
Braun glanced at the image and smirked in satisfaction. “It’d be a crime not to post this.” He smoothly took the phone from Lisa’s hand. Lisa cackled. “Oh, I can already feel the thousands of likes rolling in on SocialFriends.” As Scharline watched Braun stare at the picture, analyzing every detail, a strange feeling crept over her. Was this just a captured moment? Or was it something more?
Braun tilted his head slightly, locking eyes with her. “How about we make this even more interesting?” Scharline smiled. But in the back of her mind… Ethan’s face surfaced again. And the strangest part? Even though she was in Braun’s arms—he was the only person on her mind.
Scharline & Braun: A Social Media Sensation in the Making. Braun kept his gaze locked on Scharline as he held the phone in his hand. “Let’s make this even more interesting,” he repeated, his voice low but teasing. Scharline tilted her head slightly, a smirk playing on her lips. “How exactly?” Instead of answering, Braun handed the phone back to Lisa and pulled Scharline even closer. This time, it wasn’t just a touch—it was a claim. With their wet skin pressed together, Braun’s warm breath grazed Scharline’s neck.
Lisa let out a dramatic laugh. “Oh, this is it! You two are officially the ‘Sexiest Couple of the Night’!” Braun leaned down, his lips just a whisper away from Scharline’s skin. “Let’s give them something to talk about, sweetheart,” he murmured. And just like that, Lisa snapped another shot.
This one was even more provocative than the first. Scharline leaned back slightly into Braun’s arms, her damp hair cascading over her shoulder. Braun stood behind her, his hand firmly on her waist, his head dipped toward her neck. Not just a couple—but a scene dripping with desire. Lisa stared at the screen and gasped before grinning wildly.
“Posting this now! SocialFriends is about to explode.”
Braun tilted Scharline’s chin up, locking eyes with her.
“Come on, sweetheart. Let’s take this to the next level. People always love to make up their own stories.”
A shiver ran through Scharline. The thrill, the attention, the game… it was all exciting. But… Ethan. Would Ethan ever do something like this? No. He wasn’t like Braun. He didn’t need to play a game to draw people in. His presence alone was enough. And maybe that’s why she was thinking about him now. But right now, she was with Braun.
Scharline let out a slow breath, her fingers trailing down Braun’s arm before she turned to face him, bringing her lips just inches from his.
“Then let them talk.” Her voice was soft but provocative.
Lisa’s fingers moved quickly as she hit the post button. And just like that, Scharline’s image began to spread across SocialFriends. The game had officially begun. But where would it lead? She had no idea.
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