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“Day two of our wonderful beach holiday,” Nick said as he finished his coffee and rose from the small table in the B&B breakfast dining area. He stretched from left to right. Samantha frowned at him as she grabbed her beach bag from the chair beside her.
“I’m stiff from trying to stay on my own side of the bed,” Nick said. “I was too scared to stretch out.”
“And so you should be,” she said with a glance out of the window to the beach. “C’mon let’s go. It’s far too cold for swimming and sun baking; no one in their right mind would strip off in this weather.”
They called their thanks to the B&B owner and Samantha followed Nick across the road and onto the sand. Finding a good spot to view the entire area, she placed her towel down as Nick dropped beside her on the beach.
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