"Darlin'", Cooper said, "I figure this place is like a New York City sidewalk. If we're the hinkiest thing she sees<em>today</em>that'll be a surprise."<br/><br/>Ordinarily Cooper fought hard to keep any trace of his native Floridian drawl out of his speech, but in this moment his whole brain was devoted to drinking in every sensation of Sarah. Lucky for the both of them that his feet knew the way to the bed by now. His hands wandering freely over her back, her waist, around and over her bottom and back up, his lips dotting her neck and ears with kisses, the pair inched across the floor until Cooper's calves met the mattress.<br/><br/>Now, then ... here was where the height difference would come in handy. Cooper sank lower, legs parting so that he sat on the edge of the bed with Sarah standing between his knees. The half-goofy, half-lascivious smile had made its way onto his face before he could stop it. He was now perfectly positioned to gently tug down one cup of Sarah's swimsuit top and begin flickering his tongue over and around her nipple.