There was a hint of shyness between the two of them in the morning. Something about the light of day caused them to be more reserved with each other. She dressed while he was fixing breakfast, they ate and he got ready for the day. They hiked the beach for a couple of hours picking up pretty rocks and oddly shaped driftwood. They were comfortable enough to hold hands and he even draped his free hand across her shoulders for part of the walk. They were both tired after lunch and stretched out for a quick nap.

Tom woke up aware of Gwen's hand lightly stroking his chest. He kept...