Summer took in the view of the water. The waves rolled beautifully as the wind caressed her skin. She’d changed into a full swimming trunk, the yellow fabric complementing her skin. She was relaxed on a deck chair, wearing a sunglass that shielded her eyes from the sun. Though she found it’s glare mild against her skin, but she still wore it over her eye for good measure.
Adam was beside her on his feet, looking out the sea. Under her chair the engine revved in a low rumble, adding to the orchestra of sounds that graced her ear. Birds called out to each other in the sky, gliding through like kites, folk music played somewhere on the land that reduced in size as they moved farther and farther away. And there was an aroma that wafted through from the cabin in the yacht. A sizzle and a c***k
