“We’ve successfully checked eleven things off the vacation bucket list,” River tells me over dessert. We finally left her room and went to dinner.
“Oh yeah? What’s left?” I ask, taking a bite of our strawberry cheesecake.
She looks up at me and grins mischievously. “Skinny-dipping.”
Taking the final bite, I leave some cash on the table and grab her hand.
“What are you doing?” she whisper-shouts as I lead her through the restaurant and out the door.
“Condoms,” I say, smiling at her over my shoulder.
Once we’ve restocked, I lead us to the beach. The sun has just set, and there’s only a handful of people left lounging on the sand.
“Take off your clothes,” I order.
She looks around, a blush rising to her cheeks. “Are you sure we won’t get caught?”
I kick off my shoes, pull off my shir
