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“The same ones that threw out my sketchbook that one time,” I say, watching her mouth wilt.

“I remember that,” Cassidy replies. “You were really upset.”

“I almost filled out the whole thing,” I tell her before letting my fingers graze her hip. “I even had a sketch of you in there.”

Her cheeks pinken. “Really?”

I don’t plan on telling her just how long I’ve loved her for. That might make her uneasy. What if she just wants something casual?

“Yeah, I drew a lot of people.”

“I wish I could’ve seen it,” she says.

A couple squeezes behind us, making us move closer together to give them more room.

“I’d draw a better one now,” I reply, my hand settling on the small of her back.

Her hip touches mine, our eyes staying locked. “What would you draw me doing?”

“I have a few ideas,” I tell her, an amused smile tugging at my lips.

She starts to laugh until someone calls out her name. She quickly steps away from me as I look over my shoulder to see Kara waving her over.

“I’ll be right back,” Cassidy says before slipping away.

Shit. That was close.

I swear my brain just doesn’t work as well as it should when I’m around her. I never expected love to affect my common sense so much.

As Cassidy chats with Kara outside of the shop, I take another look at the beaded bracelets, my eyes roaming over all the different color beads and charms. She’ll always remember this trip one way or another, but I don’t want her to forget little moments like these when we could just be ourselves away from prying eyes.

We have a lot of fun together. I just wish we weren’t so limited.

I wish we didn’t have to hide.

I grab a bracelet with beads as blue as the ocean and a wooden, handcrafted charm that calls out to me. It’s perfect.

By the time I pay for the bracelet, Kara has walked off, leaving Cassidy alone.

“She didn’t steal you away?” I ask, keeping the bracelet hidden in my hand.

Cassidy smiles as she turns to me. “They’re about to go to the bar. She was just seeing if I was interested in going too.”

“Not interested?”

She shakes her head. “Not really. Honestly, I’m ready to get off my feet.”

We’ve been walking around for a while now.

“Want to go back to the resort? I’ll ride back with you.”

“Oh, you don’t have to do that. Don’t you want to stay? I think Jackson and Tyler are still at the restaurant with the others,” Cassidy replies.

“I’d rather head back with you,” I assure her. “I could show you the cool suite we have. The view is awesome.”

She laughs. “Jackson said I have a better view.”

“I guess you’ll have to decide for yourself.”