Darrelle's POV

I got out of the car moving to open her door. We we're currently parked at the entrance of the beach in a car that Nia rented for the entirety of our stay in Jamaica. Her family rode by themselves because they had to pick up a few people on the drive over.

"I'm going to get the bag from the back," I told her closing the door as I helped her to stand. I moved to trunk pulling it open grabbing the bag before closing it, moving to meet her at the front.

My hand moved around her waist as we made our way towards the beach,...