Summary:

After dinner, they decide to take a family walk down to the beach. The sun is setting, and bright oranges and pinks illuminate the sky, lighting up the water like a pastel painting. Oliver runs into the waves in his clothes, and Irina yells at him from Shane’s arms where she’s happily planted. At two she’s adventurous, maybe too much so, and Shane isn’t sure he can handle two wet children before bedtime. Irina wiggles and whines enough, though, and before he knows it her little fingers are curled around his and she’s skipping through the wake, soaking both Shane and herself in salty spray. Ilya chuckles from where he stands close to them, phone out to take pictures, as Shane grins over at him. OR Shane and Ilya take their kids to the beach.