"I want to — as long as there's no one around." My eyes dart rapidly around in the dark, seeing no one.

"We're all alone up here."

"Do you have a condom?"

Reid feels around in the pocket of his shorts and produces the prophylactic. I'm out of my bikini bottoms and then Reid's on top of me, inside of me, still kissing me.

It's good but over too soon. Reid rolls off and rests beside me on the sand.

He reaches over and we kiss some more. I hear voices in the distance.

"We should probably get back," he suggests.

I finish getting dressed then take another sip from my cup. I'm definitely drunk.

"Did you drive?" I ask him.

"Why?"

"I might need a...

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