You asked him to teach you how to surf.

It was a hot sunny day today. Your brother is John B. He woke you up in the morning and immediately after you took a shower, he dragged you to the beach.

Sarah, Pope and JJ were already on the beach. Sarah was sunbathing in the sun and Pope was just sitting on a squeak, looking into the distance at a moving wave in the ocean. Oh, but JJ, he's as usual. He was just about to catch this wave, and of course, he succeeded, and very successfully.

Your brother always told you about JJ as the best surfer he knows. Well, you knew it yourself, because that night between the two of you was wonderful and the blonde remembered it anyway. You could see it in his grin.

and so, he walks towards you, holding a surfboard under his arm.

There were drops of water dripping from his hair, which flowed down his torso and down, and there was a silly grin on his face. That's when you decided you'd ask him to teach you how to surf.

«Hey, can you teach me how to surf?" – you asked him with a smile, to which he just grinned and took off his sunglasses from his eyes. – «of course, just don't immediately fall into the water during the first seconds on the board.» – He was teasing you.