"I don't know if I'm willing to take off anything more when it's this chilly," Thomas said, kicking some water in Krem's direction. He smirked but hid it by looking at his feet and drawing a random pattern in the wet sand with his toe.

"Did someone draw all over you again?" he asked, letting the question slip out while he tried to adjust to the water's temperature. "Those weren't there the last time I saw you unless I am really shucking blind."