KEEP CALM AND DRINK DIET COKE

“No, you have to guess.”

“But you said I’d never… fine, did you ride an elephant?” Emily asks, grudgingly playing along for Sam. 

“I would never, look at this,” Sam brandishes her phone. 

At first, when Emily looks, it’s just Sam holding up a random jersey that she signed for a fan at her little meet and greet thing, but upon further inspection, Emily recognizes the shirt, she actually saw it already today— and signed it. 

“That’s not… did you sign my jersey?”

“Sure did, baby,” Sam grins maniacly, “told them this is now a one of one and I wanted a pic of it.”

“Why? You’ve seen my jerseys plenty of times,” Emily is confused, “you even tried to sleep in one that one time.”

“Yeah, but now it’s my name next to yours,” Sam puts her phone in her pocket and loops her arms around Emily’s neck, “and I kinda like that.”

“Oh you do?” Emily smiles back at her, resting her hands on Sam’s hips and speaks softly with their faces so close together. “Maybe I kinda like it too.”

Emily has never been one to think too far into the future, there’s so much about her profession that makes it hard to do, but she does like the idea of her and Sam’s name intertwined beyond just today. She doesn’t say that though, she wouldn’t know how to articulate it anyway, but she does whisper something against Sam’s lips before kissing her. 

However, now that they’re getting ready for bed, Kelley can see the impact of Emily not reapplying her sunscreen, too busy exploring and looking adorable with her snorkel. Her shoulders are bright red, the lines of her bathing suit sharp under the lights of the bathroom. 

“Don’t say ‘I told you so’,” Emily rolls her eyes. 

“Me? I would never,” Kelley grins, pressing the lightest possible kiss to the back of Emily’s neck, but she still winces. “Here, let me,” she takes the bottle of aloe out of Emily’s hands after watching her struggle to soothe the burn on her back and shoulders. “Take this off,” Kelley tugs on the hem of Emily’s tank. 

“You’re seriously trying to get me naked right now?”

“I always want you naked,” Kelley laughs. 

Kelley gently applies the lotion, her hands moving across the planes of Emily’s back. She watches the muscles tense and relax as Kelley touches her broad shoulders, which definitely does make Kelley happy that there’s no fabric in the way. Emily groans when Kelley gets to her lower back, and yeah, maybe that does turn Kelley on, but she tries to stifle it. 

“You need to be more careful,” Kelley says, “your freckles don’t protect this pale skin that well.”

“That sounds an awful lot like an ‘I told you so’, Miss Kelley,” Emily turns around in Kelley’s arms and Kelley is momentarily distracted by her girlfriend’s bare chest.