Freya

“I can already smell the sea,” I said the second my foot hit the stairs coming down from the jet. “Oh my goodness, Thorne, do you think they’ll have pineapples? Like the real, fresh kind? The ones that I love,”

He didn’t say anything. Just gave a sharp nod to one of the guards, who immediately stepped forward and motioned me toward the car.

I turned to him, walking backwards so I could still talk. “Thorne, I’ve literally dreamed about this moment for a long time”

“I know,” he said with a chuckle, finally catching up to me. “You have been saying it since we boarded”

“Because it’s Hawaii!”...