when it's just the two of us, only the two of us
"Yes, well, I rarely find myself with the chance to tickle Ronin's feet in the sand. You will have to do it for me," Isla decides with a grin, giving up on her attempt to merely try and bury Remi's feet by mounding sand onto them. "At least this will work on you, if for no other reason that it makes me feel better." She laughs.
Her amusement fades as he suddenly looks so shy, and Isla can't help but think he's about to drop some other awful revelation. So when it's something as comparatively wonderful as his son coming with him to visit, Isla's smile is wide enough to make her cheeks hurt. "I would love that. Yes please - just let me know and I'll make sure I'm free and ready for you."
Her amusement fades as he suddenly looks so shy, and Isla can't help but think he's about to drop some other awful revelation. So when it's something as comparatively wonderful as his son coming with him to visit, Isla's smile is wide enough to make her cheeks hurt. "I would love that. Yes please - just let me know and I'll make sure I'm free and ready for you."
i could die
Isla
