Telling her not to look just made her want to look even more, especially as her whole body tensed. There was every chance it could have just been someone who knew her family was felt the need to talk about the boy Lavender Brown on the beach, but it didn't feel like that. And more importantly, that sort of talk would have been better suited five years ago and by women. There was also that weird sort of itch she felt like she knew who was there.
She let out an exhale, wrapping an arm just a little tighter around Michael. "Okay." With her other hand, she could easily get to both her wand and the packet of bubblegum - but what this was a bubblegum sort of situation. God, what to do? Don't look. He said don't look. The only thing she could see was her dogs, padding around in the surf looking like they were both ready to go for a swim.
If that itch was right, then her dogs would respond - and then all of them would need to make a quick exit. She kissed his neck, forcing herself to calm just a little at least on the surface, because there was nothing calm about this moment, and not give away they knew they were being watched. Truly nothing was safe anymore.
"Bailey, Baby Girl," she called sitting back up a little as to not be shouting next to Michael. "Leave it." And just like she knew they would, they came running back over to Lavender and Michael. Sure enough, once in range of the two men watching them, Baby Girl started barking, Bailey just a moment behind her.