Adrielle used the side mirror to apply another layer of ruby-colored lipstick, matching one of the many hues in her crimped hair.
“What’s in the bag?” she asked as they headed toward the cement stairs that would lead them away from view of the nighttime beachgoers and into the crevices and small caves of Red Rock.
“Some drinks and rope.”
“So, we’re doin’ the kinky thing tonight. Alright, I can dig it.”
Stepp helped her navigate over the uneven rocks and small pools of ocean water and around the corner where no one could see them from the beach or the esplanade.
“Here should be fine,” he said and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into him.
“We haven’t discussed payment yet.” She trailed a fingernail down his white undershirt and stopped at his belt. “Fifty, and I’m yours f
