Cass crouched down beside his wife and smiled sweetly, brushing off a bit of the sand, mostly out of habit of being tidy, but somewhat just to touch her and the sand together. He murmured, "Let's get you home, bright eyes." He kissed her gently before rubbing her shoulder. "Wakey wakey, hot stuff, you can't sleep in a desert, you'll be burnt hotness by midday."
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