She gave me a toothy grin. "I love your pancakes."
"I know. That's why I feed you them."
"You're an awesome slave. I should offer you a promotion."
"What's the plan for today, then?"
"Swim, then supply run," she yawned. "Tide's out at the moment so it will be a good time to be in the sea. I'll be able to stand."
"Short-arse."
"Not my fault you got dad's genes," she grumbled.
"Yours aren't exactly second place, miss," I retorted. I stretched a kink out of my neck, then considered. "So, shall we head down?"
"Yeah, lets do it."
"Sold to the girl in the blue top," I said. I stood, knocked back my coffee and put the mug down. "Race you."
"No fair," came her despairing cry - Anna's never been able to keep up with me at a run, and I had the added element of surprise. I'd already body-su
