Two weeks later….

Bree sat on the beach, a drink in one hand, Trent’s fingers interlaced with her other where it lay in the sand. The ocean waves rolled in, wetting the sand near their toes, the sun baking down on their tan skin as it dried from their first dip in the ocean. There would be plenty more.

“This.. is heaven,” Trent said with a smile, gazing up at the sky through his dark sunglasses.

“You’re heaven,” Bree said, knowing it sounded sappy and not even caring.

He turned and grinned at her before leaning over and kissing her lips. He tasted like the cold drinks they’d been sipping...