Sunscreen
‘Can we please stop? My feet are fucking killing me’ James glanced over his shoulder, catching Kate leaning against a tree rubbing her ankle. ‘Jesus, how many times are we gonna have to fricken stop?’ James moaned, turning back to help her. ‘Oh I’m sorry, but um, who’s dumb-ass idea was it to go on a hike on the hottest day of the year?’ Kate snarled sarcastically. ‘I mean really James, who the fuck hikes in the middle of July? I’m sweating like hell, being eaten alive by mosquitoes and my...