Sand on the freckle near her navel glistened under the afternoon sun.
With only a scanty panty and, a straw hat to cover her bosom, she lay bare with waves from the sea caressing her feet. With a surfboard by his side, she watched him emerge from the sea and jog towards her.
Planting a kiss on her lips, he crashed by her side.
Honeymoon might have been a hurried affair, but this vacation seemed unceasingly delectable.