Hailey said as she shut the door and flopped on the bed. “If I could have a massage every day, I would—absolutely, without a doubt.” Austin collapsed next to Hailey, enjoying loose muscles after ninety minutes of pure heaven. He settled his hands behind his head, stared up at the whirling fan. “That was pretty awesome.” “I had no idea our spa session would be outside. The rush of waves feet from the massage tables…the warm sun on our backs.” She sighed and closed her eyes. “Is it Thursday already? Does vacation really end in forty-eight hours?” “Afraid so. But it isn’t over yet.” Austin rolled to his side. Hailey’s eyes were still closed. A hint of a smile touched her lips. He brushed his fingers through her soft locks; there was more blonde than light brown after a week in the sun. They hadn’t spent a moment apart since their first evening at the restaurant. He loved being with her, talking, laughing, laying on the beach, skin diving, making her crazy in bed.
