And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do
Everest’s smile softened as she laughed, as she leaned back and let the sun find her again. There was something so simple in the sound of her—something unburdened, even if only for a moment. He rowed steadily, keeping pace with the shifting currents, and let the tension drain from his shoulders bit by bit.
Once the boat hit the shallows, he moved to rise, but Isla was already in the water. Of course she was. Always first in, always doing even when she didn’t have to.
He let her push, stepping lightly out only once the boat was fully secured. The water was warm around his ankles, the sand soft beneath his feet. "We could be," he agreed, eyes sweeping over the vibrant foliage and lazy arc of sun-drenched beach.
Then, glancing sidelong at her, his voice dropped just enough to be playful. "Though I imagine that depends on how long I can keep you from trying to make a medical station out of palm fronds."
Once the boat hit the shallows, he moved to rise, but Isla was already in the water. Of course she was. Always first in, always doing even when she didn’t have to.
He let her push, stepping lightly out only once the boat was fully secured. The water was warm around his ankles, the sand soft beneath his feet. "We could be," he agreed, eyes sweeping over the vibrant foliage and lazy arc of sun-drenched beach.
Then, glancing sidelong at her, his voice dropped just enough to be playful. "Though I imagine that depends on how long I can keep you from trying to make a medical station out of palm fronds."
