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Lounging on the beach was one of the more relaxing activities available at Laka'Ena, something Clifford always enjoyed. Stretched out on a beach towel in just a tight pair of swim trunks, the sun bright and warm on his skin. At least it was until a shadow cast itself over his face.
He cracked an eye open, peering at the man standing over him. “You make an awfully pretty sight, Sweetheart. But unless you’re planning on joining me, you’re blocking my sun,” he said with a faint smirk.
















