"Great," Chloe chirped. Her grin spread as she looked up at him; tall men were always a particular weakness of hers. Handsome, young, tall men... well, those were especially tasty. And that smile! His smile, so much like his father's, brought a warmth to her heart, thawing some of the frigid anger that lingered. Likewise, his music filled her soul and were it another time, with different circumstances, she would praise his mastery and return her joy with gifts of her own.
Keeping a hold of one hand, the blonde scooped up her bag - leaving that behind to be stolen would not go over well with Charlie - with the other but purposely left behind the sarong that matched her bikini. What was the point in covering up if they were only going to seek out somewhere without prying eyes? "Ready when you are, Sugar," she spoke up, stroking her thumb over the back of his larger, stronger hand.