Hitting balls and Catching sand


From the deck of their newly acquired boat, Mr. Curtis and Ms. Fox eyed the shoreline of the nearby beach. Places like this were full of opportunity. Even an amateur pick-pocket could make a decent score as long as they paid attention to their surroundings.

“How’s your ball game?” Mr. Curtis asked as he walked off along the deck, going to acquire a volleyball which was in the cabin.

Ms. Fox called after him, “Better than yours.” She could imagine him rolling his eyes at that. She had a habit of bringing that out of him. Ms. Fox looked at the beach and back to Mr. Curtis, who was now heading to the ladder, white ball in hand. “We’re not really going to…. Oh come on.” They were suppose to be heading further out in to international waters and letting the heat cool down about the boat, and they were stopping to play ball?

Mr. Curtis donned his signature smirk. Ms. Fox didn’t know the reason why he had picked this beach to stop at, and if she didn’t want to join in, then that was fine by him. After Cancun, Mr. Curtis had brought up the topic of their next grand score, and since then Ms. Fox had been rather quiet. It was enough to make him question – and not for the first time – her reliability. This was just another way to see if she was in, or out. He gave no response, only left the boat and began walking along the beach, tossing the ball in the air.

Fox and Curtis, a rising force in the white collar criminal division, playing in an amateurs playground, thought Ms. Fox. Maybe he really wanted to play ball?  Before he got too far, Ms. Fox left the boat.

“Heads up!” Mr. Curtis called as he spiked the ball in her direction. Ms. Fox quickly dived to catch the ball, narrowly avoiding a mouth of sand in the process.


Getting up she volleyed the ball back at him.  On the next pass, Mr. Curtis purposefully (she believed) missed the ball – and even knocked it behind him into the dunes. He held up a hand. “I got it”, and went to get the ball.

Ms. Fox frowned. He was up to something, but whatever he was doing she tried to be patient.  A moment or two passed and he came back through the trees, two glasses in his hand, a bottle of sangria, and a clutch purse hanging off his wrist.  A satisfied look on his face.

“That’s enough games for today,” he said, offering Ms. Fox the bottle.

She eyed the purse hanging off his wrist and took a seat in the sand. Don’t ask, don’t tell, was Ms. Fox’s usually way to be, but she was curious and nodded at the object.  “What’s that?”

He sat down next to her and offered out his glass for her to fill.  “Don’t you like pretty things?”
Ms. Fox answered with a smile.  “Cheers.”

Broderick ( Check out his blog: A Gentlemen’s Game )

Hair: Exile:: High and Dry
Top: F.A.T. Katsuo Tank Top @ Menswear Fashion Week
Bottoms: Katsuo Rolled Cuff Pant Slink @ Menswear Fashion Week
Necklace: ::Gaberiel:: Angel wings necklace( Male) / Silver
Tattoo: [White~Widow – NORMAL] Zoom  – Black @ Shiny Shabby
Coin Pouch: [UrbnW. Unisex Coin Pouch] Red @ Menswear Fashion Week

Ryanna (That’s me!)
Outfit: GizzA – Racquel Outfit [Pink & Lilac] @ On9 – June
Tattoo: .::Nanika::.Anika @ On9 – June
Shoes: {Reverie} Soho Sandals – Taupe
Hair: Analog Dog – sarah – dark browns
Bangs: from TRUTH HAIR Solace –  browns
Poses can be found at the current round of {Pose Lover}- June

Picture #1:  Baxe Urban FemaleB
Picture #2: {.::SkyPose::.} Beach – Dive
Picture #3 {.::SkyPose::.} Beach – Tomahawk
Picture #4:  .:Picture Perfect:.  Couples Pose – You Had Me at Merlot!

Noble Creations – [NC] – Tropical Palm Trees @ Cosmopolitan (June 6-18th)
DaD DESIGN Mediterranean Palm Trees @ LTD The Event (June 12-26th)




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