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[hackitude]

"Hey! You've reached Skye. Leave a message. I mean, if you want to. Or uh, don't. Whatever."

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[hostage]

It's Florida. Summer's never over.

But I wanna see that bikini.

[hackitude]

[There's the Jesse she knows. Grinning, she slides back on the bed with her arms, one eyebrow raised at Jesse the whole time, as if to say "Well?"]

Hmmm. Good thing we're going to the beach, then.

[hostage]

[Yes, fine, okay. Jesse can fuck and be sad at the same time.]

Mmm. Good thing.

[He eases forward, kneeling in front of her while his hands glide up her thighs.]

[hackitude]

[She was hoping he'd join her on the bed, but this works too. She makes a low hum of approval.


She doesn't fall asleep afterward easily. She lies there for a long time next to Jesse, looking out the window. Wondering what to do about Grant Ward.]