They didn’t so much open the door as collide with it. It slammed shut behind them in a burst of laughter and breathless sound, mouths already tangled, hands everywhere at once. He caught her around the waist and she came with him willingly, legs bumping, hips knocking as they stumbled deeper into the house. The air still clung to them—salt, sunscreen, chlorine, heat—as though the day had refused to loosen its grip. He was...