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I’m obsessed with how his throat moves. And his chest. His abs. Everything. “So if there was a zombie apocalypse, who would you bring to your sanctuary? Who matters?”
He lies back on the blanket. “Mom. Mendo, probably. Probably Anya and Morrie. Those two need to get together already. Everybody sees it but them.”
“Really? They’ve never dated?”
“No. Anya was born here. Morrie came when his parents arrived as seasonal workers when he was six and got long-term permits.”
“What if they tried it on the sly and decided not to move forward?”
“I’d know. I know them like you know your sisters.”
“Oh. Huh. Well, anyone else?”
I know he won’t say me. Of course not. I’m a tourist. I’m temporary.
When he doesn’t answer, I lie beside him and close my eyes to the sun, the cool drink resting on my belly. It doesn’t matter. I should enjoy this moment. The sand. The ocean sounds. The mellow breeze. He’s good company, even if we have nowhere to go as a couple.
He reaches for my hand. This is good. I’m about to remind him of the sunscreen when I feel a drop of something cold on my belly. I shade my eyes to look.
Gabe is squeezing a lemon over me.
“What are you doing?”
“I’ve heard bars in Cabo do body shots.”
“Bars everywhere do body shots.”
“Mine doesn’t.”
He sprinkles sea salt on the dribbles of lemon.
“Did you plan for this?”
“Maybe.”
My body revs up. “What liquor did you bring?”
“Tequila.”
“I hope it’s the good stuff or you will regret this in the morning.”
“It’s the good stuff.” He opens a small bottle and pours the chilled liquid into my belly button.
I have to hold myself still from the tickle or I’ll spill it.
“So, you’re going to lick me?”
He catches a trickle of liquor that threatens to spill down my hip. “Yep.”
“Without my consent?”
“Hmm. Tillie James, may I please lick the mess I’ve made on your skin?”
I laugh, but this sends another dribble of alcohol out of my belly button. “What were you going to do if I had an outie instead of an innie?”
“Mmmm, good thing you’re right for it.”
He hesitates over my body, his hair blowing in every direction, sand sprinkled over his shoulders. He’s beautiful. I’m desperate for him to lick me.
