Though she had a feeling even the most humdrum sunset would have looked good to her right now. She sighed, snuggling closer, determined to just live in the moment for now and forget about what was safe, for once. That would mean pulling away. Being in his arms felt so right, so perfect, there was no way she was going to walk. When had she ever stood on a beach in a man’s arms, feeling as if they were the only two people in the whole world? She would savor this moment, hold it all close and commit it to memory. It would be all she had of him when he left. Drew didn’t say anything for a while, and she was content in their silence. A few seagulls soared overhead, riding the breeze before they flew away, becoming nothing but black shadows disappearing into the brilliant colors of the setting sun. His arm tightened on her shoulder. “I can’t remember the last time I watched the sunset.” “Me, neither.”
