"Blue, please?" Danny says, holding his hand out.

Sam digs through the pack of M&M's and hands him a blue one. "You do know they all taste the same, right? Blue, yellow, green… The taste won't change even if the colour does."

They're both stretched out on the sun lungers beneath the hot and luminous sun of Vegas. It's a perfect day, Danny decides, because Sam has no whale to take care, he has no thief to run after, and the weather is simply magnificent.

"If you use your imagination, it can have any taste you want," he sounds so serious, even with his weird sun glasses and the extra suncream on his face that makes him look absolutely ridiculous. I have a very sensitive skin he said when Sam made fun of him for it. "Really! All you have to do is close your eyes and imagine a flavour. It'll make your M&M's more special. Just do it, Sam."

He turns on his side and grabs the pack from her hands. He picks a red one as he waits for her to lay back down and closes her eyes. She raises an eyebrow at him, then decides to humour him by letting herself fall back onto the lunger. He's always making her do silly things, and the worst part is she likes doing them, but she won't ever be caught admitting it.

"Open up," Danny orders and Sam does as he says. He lets the ball of chocolate slide into her lips.

He watches her, drinks her in. The movements of her mouth, the colour of her lips, he wants to remember everything about her, every bit of her. He finds the beauty spot at the corner of her mouth rather kissable.

He looks away and clears his throat. "So what did your special M&M's taste like?"

Her eyelids open and she locks eyes with him. Then a devious smirk grasps her lovely lips and she leans into him, close enough to have their lips only inches apart. "It tasted like…" she sees him swallow but he doesn't take his eyes off her. He's pretty cute when he's all overwhelmed by her presence. "… a regular M&M's, dumbass."

The offended look on his face is priceless which makes her laugh. But her laugh eventually turns into a genuine smile and she softly says. "It tasted like a nice and warm day in the company of Danny McCoy."

When she grabs her towel and walks away, Danny is still smiling like an idiot.