Summer smirked over at him. “I have to be good? Or you’re going to swim in your shirt?” Unbuckling herself, she leaned over the gearshift. “Define ‘good’,” she purred. “‘Good’ as in let you watch me while I change? ‘Good’ as in don’t tease you anymore?”
“…Maybe you can be a little bit naughty?” he whispered and licked at his lips, clutching at his bag as he placed it over his lap, squirming at the expression on her face. “I might need a cold shower before we even hit the beach…”
She laughed and bit at her lip before twisting away. “It won’t matter if you don’t get out of the car.” Helios chose that moment to start purring, and she grabbed the handle of his carry-case. “Yes, I’ll start with you, furbutt.” Ducking out of the car, she deliberately put a little sway in her hips as she went inside, popping the trunk open as she went.