"It does. It does make a difference, yes." Armitage laughed a little, realizing just how ridiculous he sounded. "It would be a shame if you returned her interest and I had to exact revenge upon a surf instructor while we're on vacation."
He leaned into that hand that touched his hair, brushing his nose along the dip of his husband's palm. "Suppose I can't really blame her. That swimsuit is very flattering on you, my dear. But if I catch her staring at your ass again, we might have words." Armitage inched closer on the board, giving Poe an impish grin. "Perhaps, if she sees us kissing..?"