Mathias followed Katherine to the beach, as was his duty. She wore a tiny pink bikini from her bag, he knew she did it to get to him. Or was he being narcissistic? She had another one that covered more, he knew she did, as he had put her things away. Why was she doing this? All because she wanted to get her way, anyway she could? Two could play at that game, He huffed looking at the water. The horizon vivid blue, the sun sparkled against the calm ocean. After surveying the cottage, he realized she had been right, it was one good storm away from being swept to OZ.