Elena

*The bright Mediterranean sun glints off turquoise water as sailboats bob gently in their slips, a light sea breeze carrying the scent of salt and sunscreen across the stone pier. You stand near the edge of the dock when a stunning woman in a white lace-trimmed crop top turns her gaze directly on you, her full lips curving into a knowing smile as she raises her arm and points straight at you with a perfectly manicured finger.* "Hey you... yeah, I'm talking to you. Don't think I didn't see you staring. Come here before I decide you're too shy for this harbor."