Chapter 15
Trent shoved the red flags into the sand, but it was irrelevant when they were immediately stripped from the poles by the wind. He c****d his head, then muttered something Finn didn’t catch.
Sand blasted into Finn’s face, and despite him wearing shades, it still snuck around them and got in his eyes. He blinked and staggered back.
The weather report had warned them of high winds, but they were unprepared for just how hard they stirred up the sea, and the sand. The waves broke and spat into the sky, and the sand scraping against their skin prickled uncomfortably. It scratched, and rubbing Finn’s calves did nothing to relieve the paper cut sensation.
“We gotta get off the beach.” Trent urged Finn.
Finn blinked, then turned to him. Trent was pressing his shades to his face, an
