Beach BumBeach Bum by Butter-Cups
Kidd never really liked her uncle. That's not to say she hated the man, she was just... indifferent to him.
In fact, it was only due to his deep dislike of his own wife and children that he left his considerable fortune and wonderful seaside beach house to Kidd out of spite when he passed away.
Not that Kidd was complaining in the slightest. It had just come as a shock to her all those years ago. One moment she was the hardest working member of the university Swim Team, dealing with a troublesome boyfriend, trying to write seven papers in three days, and nearly starving herself to pay for her education. And the next, she was lounging on the ivory sand of her new home, her life settled somewhere between 'comfortable' and 'hedonistic'. No need to work, no need to stress, she'd broken up with the whiny loser, and she was loving it. The sun beat down on her toned, exhausted body, and it was like she was revived, refreshed. 'This is a life worth liv