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Smirking at my lustful misery, he says, “Now, get your pretty little ass in the bathroom and change into a bikini so we can hit the beach.”
“Why are you like this?” I complain, dragging myself off the bed, my body a jumbled mess of want and need.
Since Milo is being an evil tease, I grab my carry-on and head for the bathroom to change. I toss a dramatic pout over my shoulder just in case I can convince him to change his mind, but he just leans against the wall and smirks, his eyes roving over my body as he watches me disappear inside the bathroom.
I was paranoid about our luggage getting lost, so I made sure to pack a sundress, a cute pair of sandals, and a blue bikini with a matching sarong in my carryon bag. The sundress is wrinkled now, so I pull it out and hang it over a towel rack. I know Milo said this suite would have a washer and dryer in case we needed to do laundry while we were here. I’ll have to pop it in the dryer for a few minutes.
It’s snowing back home, so I’m especially excited to wear all the beachy outfits Milo bought me for our trip. I have three different bathing suits, countless crop tops and shorts, and more sundresses than I could wear if I changed into a different one every day we were here.
I wanted to be prepared, though. This is our first vacation as a couple, and I want to look cute for him.
Since we’re hitting the beach and the bar on the way to the beach, I put on the bikini Milo liked best to torture him a little since he teased me like that on the bed, then I tie the sarong around my hips so I have a little coverage. I bought a ridiculous sunhat, so I don that and a pair of huge sunglasses before I’m ready to leave.
Milo changed out of his travel clothes and into a pair of black swim trunks and an airy blue button-down shirt. His hot gaze rakes over me with approval when I emerge from the bathroom in my beach clothes.
“We match,” I say, smiling as I grab my purse.
We head downstairs to the hotel gift shop before we go to the beach because TSA said our carefully selected bottle of reef-friendly sunscreen was too big and made us toss it before we boarded the plane. Naturally, the hotel has some in their shop, just at a marked up price that bothers me, but Milo doesn’t even blink at.
“See anything else you want while we’re here?” He points at the wall where some bathing suits and clothing items are hanging up. “What about that?”
I laugh. “I donotneedanotherbathing suit.”
“I disagree.”
I shake my head at him, wandering over to a display of beaded bracelets. “These are cute, though.”
“Pick one you like.”
I slide a few off so I can get to a pretty pink one with cloudy beads. “We need to get the boys something, too.”
“Getting them souvenirs at the hotel gift shop is an excellent way to make them think we never left the resort.”
I grin, grabbing a squeezable rubber toy—like a rubber duck, but it’s a turtle instead. “This is adorable.”
“If they were five,” he agrees.
I gasp, reaching for a shark sand bucket full of sand toys on the bottom shelf. Holding it up with a grin, I joke, “I found the perfect gift for Jonathan.”
Locking his arms around my waist from behind, he kisses my exposed shoulder and murmurs, “I don’t believe that’s on his wish list.”
The way he says it makes me think Jonathan made the same “joke” to him that he made to me. “His wish list is rather unobtainable,” I say lightly. “Surely a shark-themed sand pail is almost as good.”
He takes my hand, leading me away from the display. “We’ll get the boys something before we leave. Right now, I want to slather suntan lotion on your beautiful body and have drinks by the ocean.”
“Mm, that does sound nice.”
He nods, taking the sand pail away from me and replacing it on the bottom shelf.
“Can I get the squeaky turtle, though? He’s adorable.”
“You can get whatever you want. You don’t have to ask.”
I look back at the hat wall. “I also want to see you in a hat.”
Milo shakes his head, hauling me toward the register to pay.
“Come on, you’ll be so sexy in a hat. We can be hat buddies.”
