Miles had been laying out, eyes closed, until he heard the tossing of sand coming closer to his position on the beach. Tipping his aviator sunglasses to the edge of his nose, he watched the goddess as she moved a little further down the beach from him. Not that far, of course.
"An mhaith..."
[Translation: "Very good..."]
Taking a light pull from his cigarette and exhaling, his gaze unwavering. She wanted him to look, that was the agenda. With a body like hers... it was a little difficult for him not to look. Miles wasn't the type of guy to just sit and voyeur it up. Beauty needs to be admired more often than not and this certainly constitutes for admiration. The blonde beauty had already stripped down to her bikini and began rubbing sunscreen into her legs. Talk about playing it up. The oblivious cutie knew what she wanted and Miles was all too happy to oblige. He would work his way to a standing position, adjusting his sunglasses. Rolling his shoulders, he would approach his prey.
"What's a stunning girl like you doing all by herself?"
His accent although light, still noticeable. Some found it distinguishing, but he knew the effect it had on certain people, especially females.