The umbrella was a great idea as I lie on the blanket and look up at the stripped pattern through my sunglasses. It’s a hot, sunny day, and since we didn’t have swimsuits, we improvised. I took my shirt off and Sasha tucked the edges of hers under her b*a to hold it in place, exposing her belly. Her head rests on my bare torso and I lazily drape my arm across her stomach.
“I can’t remember the last time I came to the beach to just relax.”
My store is only a couple blocks over, but I have rarely taken a walk along the boardwalk, or simply sat in the sand, staring out at the ocean. Today feels like one of those rare days where I don’t feel the pull of responsibility.
“I’ll have to make sure you do it more often.”
“You might have your work cut out for you,” I warn her. “This was an extenu
