“Do you know what I want?” Vanessa said. “I want to be lying on a beach where we don’t know a single soul. And you are in a bikini. And I lay out this big blanket. And everything smells like suntan oil. And there are waiters bringing us French 75s. And the water is warm.” “And we can go into the ocean together and I can put my arms around you as the waves come and put my legs around your waist and just rest there with you.” “And I can kiss you and no one looks, no one cares.”
