”I can’t eat another bite. That was amazing.” “That’s probably a good thing, cause there wasn’t anything to make dessert with.” There was, however, a lovely wine and it was going down very nicely, warming her veins as she sipped at it and looked out over the luminous white of the sand under the bright moon. “This is so beautiful. I don’t know how you can bear to leave.” “Sometimes it’s hard,” he admitted. The sound of the waves crashing against the rocks further along the beach was nicer than any background music, and between that and the wine, she was feeling more than a little relaxed. A jostle startled her and she opened her eyes to discover she was being carried in a strong set of arms. Breathing against his neck deeply, she inhaled the scent of sea air and something woodsy. “You smell so nice,” she murmured and felt his soft chuckle against her cheek.
