I got up.
“Where are you going?”
I ran back to where I’d seen a stick the perfect size. Mathias flipped over onto his gut to watch, and I envied the sand that felt his c**k plunge deep down into it before my ass could. I started near his head and ran two long lines on either side. I had to think a moment. Though I had excelled at a great many things back in school, art had never been my forte. I decided to go with the kindergarten kind of tree that looked like a huge head of broccoli. Then, in the middle of the top part, I did my best to recreate one giant leaf.
“It’s a tree.”
“Yes. We’re under a tree. I’m not sure they have maple trees here.”
“Is that something we should know for sure?”
I chuckled as I settled in back beside him. “Probably.” The whole sky was orange, yellow, and pur
