Grace’s P.O.V

“Good morning, my love,” Daniel kissed the curve of my neck and I sunk into him in welcome.

“Morning,” I whispered hoarsely, sprawled lazily in bed next to him, wildly sated and naked. I did not want to get out of bed.

Daniel smiled down at me, his electric blue eyes soft on mine and his dark hair sprawled across his forehead. I twisted my arms through his hair and brought down his face to mine for a good morning kiss that blew my mind and nearly stopped my heart.

“So, how are you liking Hawaii so far?” He asked once we parted.

“It’s beautiful.” I told him,...