She nodded, making a very serious face. “It is. I could tie you up in it, just like Rapunzel. Does that make you Flynn Rider?”
“You could tie me up, I wouldn’t mind,” he stated in all sincerity and bit down on her bottom lip, continuing to playfully tug and twirl her hair in his fingers. “Maybe – I can’t sing though?”
She pulled back, so she could see his face, blinking. “You want to be careful telling me I can do things like that, Isaac! I’ll do them.” With a kiss to his nose, she added, “I don’t mind. Are you a daring, swashbuckling hero who will climb the tower to help the princess save herself?”
Summer wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing back, and murmured, “I’m all ears. You know I’m terribly dangerous. You will have to be very careful. I can capture you with my hair.”
“Oh, I’m shaking in my boots.” He laughed against her lips and straddled her waist, not putting his weight on her stomach as he nuzzled their noses together. “It’s very terrifying hair, though.” He grinned and tangled a wayward strand in a free hand, the other hand splaying out by her head.
She nodded, making a very serious face. “It is. I could tie you up in it, just like Rapunzel. Does that make you Flynn Rider?”
She squeaked, picked up a pillow, and tried to bop him on the head with it. “Ahhhh! Nooo, I’ve been captured. What will you do with your prisoner?”
Laughing aloud at her method of attack, he locked his arms around her waist and planted a soft kiss to her forehead, carrying her around the sofa to lower her down on it. “I can think of a few things.” He hummed and captured her lips in a tender kiss.
Summer wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing back, and murmured, “I’m all ears. You know I’m terribly dangerous. You will have to be very careful. I can capture you with my hair.”
“I’m invisible,” she whispered, as quietly as she could, giggling again. “Find me, darling wolf.” She crept along behind the couch, and peeked out at him, ducking back when he looked. The damp end of her braid trailed out from behind the furniture.
Suddenly grinning, he dropped onto all fours and crawled over to where he saw the braid trailing out tantalizingly, and he reached out to tug on the end. “Got you now…” He declared in a sing-song voice, laying down to sprawl out on his stomach.
She squeaked, picked up a pillow, and tried to bop him on the head with it. “Ahhhh! Nooo, I’ve been captured. What will you do with your prisoner?”
Only a faint giggle and a pounding heartbeat answered him. She was managing to control her breathing, but she couldn’t get her heart to slow down.
He blinked and twirled around on the spot, trying to determine where the light giggle had emitted from. Scratching at his bellybutton and placing his hands on his hips, he frowned and then headed over to peer behind the curtains. “Where are you?”
“I’m invisible,” she whispered, as quietly as she could, giggling again. “Find me, darling wolf.” She crept along behind the couch, and peeked out at him, ducking back when he looked. The damp end of her braid trailed out from behind the furniture.
Summer dodged sideways, into the open glass doors and past the bed. Putting the bed between the two of them, she grinned and backed slowly out of the room and into the den, where she hid behind the couch.
He was running in his human form and forcing himself to slow down in order to let her win, only speeding up when she vanished from sight. Falling in the glass door and skidding on the wooden floor, he ground a halt and scrunched his nose up, eyes scanning the room. “…Summer?”
Only a faint giggle and a pounding heartbeat answered him. She was managing to control her breathing, but she couldn’t get her heart to slow down.
“Oooh, /someone’s/ a tease.” She stretched, arms over her head and back arched slightly. “Well /I/ have had enough of sand and sea for the moment. I expect if you plan to be naughty you’ll have to catch me. Again.” She shot up the beach, glancing over her shoulder with a laugh.
“I had a good teacher,” he said with a crooked smile and flicked his tongue out to wet his lips, eyes widening and roaming her contorting body. “Yeah.” He nodded absently, not really focusing on her words, more her movements as he broke off into a run, chasing after her with his arms outstretched. “Oh, I will!”
Summer dodged sideways, into the open glass doors and past the bed. Putting the bed between the two of them, she grinned and backed slowly out of the room and into the den, where she hid behind the couch.
“Oh, I was going to leave that up to you.” She wrinkled her nose a little as she stood up. She had no sympathy for his wet sand; she had it too. Wriggling her toes in the next waves, she bent and rinsed her hands off. “You were saying something about being naughty?”
“You’re cruel, you know that? But somehow, you’re still amazing.” Isaac laughed and reached around to tug at the waistband of his swim trunks, grimacing and shaking his head in exasperation. Sitting up and shaking out the fabric of his shorts then, he smiled and tilted his head to the side, casting her a playful wink. “Maybe I was, maybe I wasn’t.”
“Oooh, /someone’s/ a tease.” She stretched, arms over her head and back arched slightly. “Well /I/ have had enough of sand and sea for the moment. I expect if you plan to be naughty you’ll have to catch me. Again.” She shot up the beach, glancing over her shoulder with a laugh.
Losing her battle against laughter the way she always did when he was being adorably frustrated, Summer reached out and patted her sandy hand on his shoulder. “Maybe we should go back where the water can’t get you?”
“I have wet sand in places now…” He grimaced uncomfortably as his bottom lip jutted out into a petulant pout, eyeing her adoringly. Leaning into her touch and twisting to press his lips to hers, he nodded and moved to stand up. “Where did you have in mind?”
“Oh, I was going to leave that up to you.” She wrinkled her nose a little as she stood up. She had no sympathy for his wet sand; she had it too. Wriggling her toes in the next waves, she bent and rinsed her hands off. “You were saying something about being naughty?”
“Mmmm, depends what kind of naughty — Isaac, what are you doing?” She gave him a very puzzled glance, a handful of sand balanced in the air. “You know it’s just going to seep under you, right? Or there’ll be a bigger — ” A bigger-than-usual wave broke over his hip. Biting at her lips to keep from laughing, she added, “The tide is coming in.”
“Trying to help although I might end up regretting it, because — ” Here, he paused and let out a surprised squeak as the wave lapped over the jut of his hips and he shivered as it trickled down the back of his shorts. Squirming uncomfortably at the sensation, he gazed up at her and shook his head in exasperation. “Well, that didn’t go as planned!”
Losing her battle against laughter the way she always did when he was being adorably frustrated, Summer reached out and patted her sandy hand on his shoulder. “Maybe we should go back where the water can’t get you?”