Serena POV
There was the urge to make a bad joke but I held it in. I didn't want to ruin the moment no matter how brief it lasted.
I made sure to strap on my glasses and cap before I followed him. I would have draped my chin in a scarf but I didn't want to come off as a terrorist. The last thing I wanted was people fleeing while pointing in my direction. That was worse than walking around naked.
The salty air sat on my lips. I smacked them, letting my host unwind. It had been wuits the week and I didn't realise that I needed this vacation. So much sat on my plate of worries and it felt good to not have to something less to worry about like the right spot to hitch my seat.
As we began to make our way into the crowd, Matt. I refused to resist. He was leading the way and besides I wasn't
