Emma

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"Bal Harbour Beach. The best shell-hunting beach in Miami," Jax grinned at her. "I thought I'd take you here."

"Wouldn't we get in trouble? It is 12:45 AM." Emma smirked and crossed her arms.

"No. Not necessarily. There aren't any lifeguards, buildings..." Jax thought to himself. "Oh! And no bathrooms." He laughed.

"So what are there?" She wondered.

"There are shells, of course! And water. And little crabs. And there's you and me." He grinned.

"Emma giggled. "Okay."

"Hey! Hey! Who's there?" They heard someone call from a distance.

"Oh! And a security guard," Jax said.

Emma's eyes widened in panic. "A security guard!"

"Yes, his name is Charlie." He nodded, and walked towards Charlie's shouting and bright light from the flashlight.

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