“Good.”
I tilt her chin up slightly, my lips brushing hers in a slow, grounding kiss that says more than words ever could. No urgency, just slow, burning heat licking beneath the skin.
When we pull back, our chests heave, and our need-filled eyes hold one another. She smiles, softer now, before she steps away to finish up at the counter.
And I stay right there.
Exactly where I want to be.
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Nora
We close just before sunset.
It’s my favorite time of day here.
The sky always shifts into something unreal—warm golds, soft pinks, deepening blues. The ocean catches it all, reflecting it like a quiet mirror. It never gets old. I don’t think it ever will.
“Walk?” I ask, already reaching for his hand.
He doesn’t hesitate. “Always.”
The beach is empty when we get there. The sand is cool beneath my feet as we move along the shoreline. The sound of the waves is steady and calm. Everything feels…peaceful.
We walk in silence for a while, our hands brushing, then intertwining.
“You’ve been thinking again,” I say after a moment, glancing up at him.
He huffs softly. “You’re starting to sound like you know me too well.”
“I do know you too well,” I reply, smiling slightly. “So, what is it?”
He glances at me, something thoughtful in his expression, then says, “Where do you want to go next?”
I blink. “Next?”
“Our next trip,” he clarifies. “Pick somewhere.”
“Anywhere?”
“Anywhere,” he repeats, his lips curving slightly. “Somewhere you’ve always wanted to go.”
I narrow my eyes playfully. “That sounds dangerous.”
“It probably is.”
I laugh softly, looking ahead again as I think about it. About all the places I used to dream about but never thought I’d actually see.
“Maybe…” I start slowly, then pause, smiling to myself before finally saying it. “Greece.”
He nods once, like he already approves. “Done.”
“Just like that?” I tease.
“Just like that.”
We keep walking, the sand stretching out ahead of us until we reach a quieter part of the beach. It’s more secluded, tucked away just enough to feel like it’s ours.
