"Only slightly? Good to know." Trixie teased. She smiled as he began to stroke her hair, closing her eyes and leaning into him. She thought for a few moments after he finished speaking, opening her eyes to look up at him for a few moments. "You can, if you want to. But you don't need to." She said softly, closing her eyes again to listen to the sound of his breathing and the water in front of her.

Matt watched the sea do its various tricks, lapping gently at the shore as he thought. Should he apologise? Would it help or make things worse? He felt as if he needed to, and so did- but was careful not to prahse it so they could dwell on it. "Well I'm sorry. And I love you" he said, smiling lightly, keeping his hand on her hair as he stroked it gently.

"It's alright. And, I love you too." Trixie said softly, keeping her eyes closed and tilting her head gently into his hand as he continued to stroke her hair. She gently set her hand on his chest, tracing a circular pattern through his shirt with the tip of her finger. "Are you cold? I feel bad about taking your jacket." She said softly.

Matt shook his head lightly, running his fingers through her hair gently, somehow finding it incredibly soothing. "No, you're fine. I'm not the one walking around in a dress" he smiled, laying his cheek on the top of her head. For a couple seconds he stopped stroking her hair, thinkng. They werent back together, of course, but even so..what was he meant to do about her job? With the guy he saw her with on the beach? Just leave it to happen without him knowing? He shook the thoughts off and focused back on the sea, carrying on running his fingers through her hair.

"Alright then. Consider this mine now." Trixie teased, curling into him more as he settled his head on hers. She paused her finger on his chest when he stopped stroking her hair, frowning slightly. "Why did you stop?" She whined softly, continuing her finger on his chest when he resumed stroking her hair.

"Will do" Matt smiled, staring at the sea so intensely that he zoned out for a quick minute, therefore taking quite some time to reply to Trixie's second comment. Once he regained his composure, he spoke. "Nothing. I mean, I didnt mean to. Sorry" he said, careful not to stumble too much over his words though he could hardly get them out.

"It's alright. Are you okay?" Trixie responded carefully, looking up at him because of the difficulty he had with the sentence. She brushed her fingers gently down his chest, resting her hand carefully on his leg.

"I'm fine. Are you?" Matt asked, directing a soft smile in her direction. It was growing a lot colder and later as they sat there, Matt watching the sea roll in slowly but surely. He picked at the sand on his leg, keeping his arm wrapped round her as he did so. "The festival should hopefully be dying down by now, if you wanna head back that way?" he suggested, nodding vaguely in the direction they had come from.

"I am." Trixie nodded, offering him a slight smile in return and lifting her head to press a kiss to his cheek. "Yeah, that sounds good with me. We could just go home, if you wanted." She shrugged, glancing back at the sea and watching it for a few moments before she stood, offering him her hand.

Matt nodded, taking her hand as he got up. He brushed the small amounts of sand of him before making his way back across the beach, kicking up the sand underfoot. "Are you going back to yours?" he asked, glancing over at the sea which in a couple minutes more would probably be lapping at their feet, it had come in quite some amount.