“Walsh placed a hand over my mouth, his scent filling my senses. The sharp scent of ocean water clung to his skin, smelling familiar, mixing with his natural earthy scent. “If you say you’re not as sexy or amazing as anyone on this beach, Sophia Whatever-Your-Middle-Name-Is Wallace, I’m going to throw you in the bay.” It was the perfect moment for a snarky remark on my part.”