Chapter Twenty-Two

When I woke up the next day, my head was resting comfortably on Travis’s shoulder. We had our arms around each other, as if it was a natural thing for us to sleep in the same bed.

“Good morning,” I greeted him.

He smiled lazily. “Good morning.” He leaned down and kissed my forehead gently.

I stretched in bed lazily, and then I stood up and disappeared into the bathroom.

We had our breakfast in one of the restaurants of the hotel. We chose a spot overlooking the ocean. It was a beautiful view, and I was almost sorry I hadn’t brought a sketchbook with me.

After breakfast, Travis and I decided to swim on the beach. We went kayaking, and then we sunbathed on the shore. There were some couples there, but it wasn’t crowded and was easy enough to mind our own business.

We walked on the shoreline just before sunset, our fingers intertwined.

“It’s beautiful here,” I said.

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