Carlos hadn't caught sight of Amanda staring at him for ten whole minutes. What a relief. The beach was starting to feel kind of oppressive with her around--to the point where the idea of a nice, private little cave was getting more and more tempting. /Maybe build a goddamned front wall on it with a door and a latch./

"'Bem-vindo'," Carlos said a little distractedly as he worked. "Though that's more a general 'welcome' that gets used a lot."

George was fidgety suddenly. He stopped what he was doing and turned to look at her. "Hey, what is it?" he asked gently.