This was going to end poorly. Likely with Mohinder face down in the sand. Or drowned. Or worse! Molly drowned! He was already starting to panic when Matt took his mind off of it with his easy smile and his not so subtle checking him out. Mohinder might be oblivious but Matt was obvious and... It was so very flattering.

He met Matt's eyes after a moment, a sort of knowing smile behind that gaze.

"All right." See? He could be a team player! Sort of. A glance at a group of girls dragging the body board back across the sand with them, however, was already by giving him second thoughts. "But you must stay with me or Matt at all times," he said, sounding more than a little unsure.

The brave girl grinned and took him by the hand, ready to march him to the board rentals. He was going to regret this. He just knew it. While Matt was left to finishing setting up their spot, Mohinder dished out a few dollars for the rental and let Molly drag it back with her to the waiting detective.

If Matt had been distracted by his shirt being off, he was about to be even more distracted when Mohinder undid the waist of his shorts. This wasn't his swim suit, after all. There was a bright orange, entirely too skimpy suit beneath. It was the sort Europeans preferred, the sort that left very little to the imagination.

Mohinder had more than Matt admiring him though. A few passing girls happened to glance appreciatively his way too.