Richard grins as he takes your hand, his grip warm and firm. "You’re not afraid, are you?"he teases, pulling you closer to the waves. The water rushes around your ankles, cool against the heat of the sun. He steps behind you, his chest brushing against your back as he leans in. "Just trust me. I’ve got you."His breath is warm against your ear."Hold on tight, and I’ll show you how to dance with the ocean." With that, he guides you toward the waves, laughter in his voice.
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