Thank you to those that have been with this story from the beginning! Claire and Owen deserve a little fun, so the next two chapters really focus on some fun, cute moments. ENJOY and please review!

It took us four days to get to Florida. Owen stopped at a few tourist attractions for Maisie on the way.
She was enjoying herself and that made me happy. She started a collection of small snow globes from each state we drove through. Owen found it to be a challenge for him. He was now determined to get her a snow globe from every state.
"Hurry up, Mom!" Maisie yelled from just outside the small pocket door that separated mine and Owen's bed from the rest of the van.
I stared at myself in the small mirror beside the door. Maybe I was taking this little game Owen and I started a little too far. My black string bikini I picked up when we went beach supplies shopping was just covering what it needed to. This was way out of my comfort zone. Full piece suites are all I ever owned. If I could find the confidence to walk out of the van like this, Owen would be more than ready to buy a house.
"Mommy!" Maisie started to open the door and I reached for one of the towels on the bed.
"I'm coming." I told her, holding the towel over my front.
She threw me a confused look and turned to walk back out.
I took a few deep breaths before tossing the towel aside and pulling my coverup over my head. It was just as revealing as my bikini. When I showed it to Maisie she said it looked like it was a dress made from a fishing net.
I was glad the small campsite we settled at had it's own beach. Since it was off season for vacationers, we basically had the beach to ourselves. This gave me the confidence I needed to step out of the van.
Owen had his back towards me as he mumbled curse words at the buckets and toys, trying to get them all to fit in the bag.
"Ready?" I asked, stepping behind him.
Maisie took my hand and jumped excitedly.
Owen stood straight, his arms full of beach toys as he turned to face me. "Yeah, as soon as I—" There was a loud clatter as the toys in his hands fell to his feet.
His eyes moved from my face down to the see-through coverup I wore, giving him a preview of the suite I had on.
"That—" He swallowed hard, bringing his hand up to motion at my outfit. "That's not fair!"
Got him! I smirked and moved my attention to Maisie.
"Ready?" I asked her, ignoring Owen's frozen stance.
Maisie nodded and we stepped around Owen. I paused by his side, his hand just brushing against my outer thigh. "Hurry up with those toys."
I reached out and gave his butt a pinch as I walked away.
"Oh, it's on woman!" Owen called after me.
Maisie and I chose a quiet spot to set up the large beach blanket. She helped me situate the towels and I slipped out of my flip flops.
I found a spot on the blanket, motioning for Maisie to sit in front of me. Luckily she inherited Owen's darker complexion and not my pale skin.
She sat impatiently as I covered her arms and legs with sunscreen.
"Done?" She asked as she scrunched her nose while I rubbed the lotion on her face.
"Go on," I laughed and leaned back on my hands as I watched her race towards the waves.
Peeking over my shoulder I heard Owen struggling with the toys as he approached the blanket. "I really don't think she needed every shape bucket the store had to offer." He grumbled and let them fall on the blanket beside me.
"I do recall you helping her choose them all for your perfect sandcastle." I reminded him.
He shrugged and pushed the toys away so he could sit beside me.
"Lotion?" He asked, reaching for my sunblock.
I couldn't hide my smile. This was our normal beach routine, but this time I wasn't wearing a suite that would drive him crazy. "Yes, please." I said and lifted my coverup over my head.
I heard him swallow hard as I shifted on the blanket to lay on my stomach.
He started at my shoulders and I closed my eyes letting his touch relax me.
It wasn't until he was at the small of my back that I started to catch on to what he was doing. Every time his fingers came close to my suite bottom he made sure to just barely dip under it.
"Owen," I warned.
He didn't answer. He worked on the back of my legs and I yelped into the towel I was using as a pillow. His hands moved up my thigh and just grazed under my suit.
He laughed at my reaction and his hands disappeared, causing me to whimper.
I felt him lean over me, his lips at my ear. "I can play just as dirty." He voice was deep, causing me to shiver.
He jumped to his feet and shrugged out of his shirt.
I picked up my head to watch him walk towards the water to where Maisie was laughing as the waves came up and her feet sunk into the sand.
I sat up to finish putting lotion on the front of my body and got up to join them.
For a moment we were a normal family. There was no sign of the fact that we fought for our lives days earlier.
Maisie giggled as she clung to Owen's arm, trying to stay standing from the waves that slammed into her.
With Maisie between us we stepped a little further out. Jumping the waves was one of Maisie's favorite beach activities.
We went just far enough where Maisie couldn't reach the bottom anymore. Owen held her in front of him while he jumped the waves.
He moved Maisie, tucking her under one arm and reached for me with the other. The three of us moving to the waves until my legs felt like JELLO.
"Maisie want to start working on your sandcastle?" I asked, slipping out from Owen's grasp to start heading back to shore.
"Yeah!" She cheered and Owen let her go. She swam over to me and Owen followed behind us. She swam ahead of us and Owen's arms wrapped around my waist, his palms flat against my stomach.
"You're so beautiful." He mumbled against my neck.
I turned in his arms, the waved bumping him into me. "This is all you get until you give me a bedroom." I reminded him.
"Oh, you'll cave."
I shook my head. "I'm more stubborn than you are. Remember that."
"Come on!" Maisie called for us.
I smiled and stretched up to kiss just under his chin. "Your daughter is waiting."
He took my hand and we walked over to where she was sorting through all her buckets and shovels.
I laid out on the blanket under the umbrella Owen set up. I closed my eyes, listening to them discuss the layout of their castle.
We stayed on the beach until the sun set. Maisie and I were propped up against Owen as the sun dip below the water.
"This was the best day ever." Maisie sighed after I tucked her in to bed.
I laughed lightly and leaned down to kiss her forehead. "I agree."
She yawned and rolled onto her side, falling asleep quickly.
When I stepped into our room, Owen was just getting out of the small shower.
I bit my bottom lip as I watched him cross the small space to find clothes to put on. He had to squeeze between me and the bed to get by.
Once he moved away from me I took my coverup off and tugged at the string on my back that held my top on. It fell to the floor and I caught Owen's eyes as I turned my back on him and stepped out of the bottom of my suit.
I turned around and chucked it at him before stepping into the shower.
His unsteady laugh made me smile. I was still winning.