When we arrive at the beach, some couples are taking walks and eating ice cream by the ice cream shop or laying down on the sand watching the stars.

I say, "I didn't bring a towel or money."

Brandon replies, "don't worry I have a towel in my bag in the back seat and money as well."

I get out of the car and stretch a little, then Brandon comes out.

He suggests, "let's go by the minibar and drink something".

I respond, "I don't drink alcohol."

Brandon holds my hand and I feel butterflies in my stomach.

We walk to the mini-bar with girls staring at Brandon because he...