She lifts their linked hands and presses a kiss to his knuckles, then lets go so she can roll onto her belly, languid, reaching for the little radio. Sookie turns it to some local country station and sets it on the corner of her towel, then pillows her head on her arms and looks over at him, smiling behind her sunglasses.
"Is there anythin' you wanna do while we're here?"
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"Is there anythin' you wanna do while we're here?"