I’m Young and I love to be Young

Elysia had had an interesting few days. Washing up on this island and then meeting the pretty boy whom she’d had to coax out of the high ground and into the water with her. And now she was curled up in her bed and staring at the sky. Her swimming had caused her muscles to ache, but she loved it. It meant she was building more muscle and strength.

Snuggling into her bed she rolled onto her back and closed her eyes. Her ears flickered on high alert in case anyone was stupid enough to attempt to sneak up on her while in a compromising position. The minx was rather cocky about her own abilities to be inviting anyone audacious enough to do anything.