Will’s P.O.V. The next day, I rent a bike. She sits behind me, wrapping her arms tightly around my waist, and her chest is pressed against my back. I can feel her hair brushing against my neck, dancing in the air with the wind, and God, it feels like heaven.I’ve ridden a bike a hundred times before, but never like this. Never with her. With Iva, everything feels out of the world. Even the air feels sweeter. Beside us, the water stretches out, and I feel free. Free to love her openly. Free to hold her without fear of judgment.The peace is so overwhelming that I can’t stop myself. I turn my head slightly and steal a soft kiss from her lips before focusing back on the road. She gasps a little, then smiles against me, holding me even tighter.After a while, I stop the bike near the local market at Boston Harbour. She hops down, her eyes lighting up instantly, full of pure excitement. “Wow, I’m so excited for shopping.” “Same here,” I reply with a grin, brushing her hair. We walk th
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