I saw her later that evening on the beach playing volleyball. There were a few familiar faces on and off the court mixed with plenty of new ones but none held my attention.
Instead, I watched her leap, twist, and turn returning both the ball and my glances. We'd been friends a long time and we'd cluelessly fondled and awkwardly kissed a few times but this year I ached to be near her.
As the game wrapped up she high-fived her team-mate then headed my way. I smiled and greeted a few familiar faces I hadn't caught up with yet making promises to do so my eyes darting to her as she toweled the sweat off her face and shook some of the sand from her hair.
"I need to relax a little after that workout. I'm a bit out of shape!" she laughed. I wanted to tell her I admired every shape of her body but settled for "sure" and we made our way a little further down the beach to a quieter spot we knew.