“Wouldn’t dream of it.” I grin back.
She turns back to the view, taking in the deep blue water of the Mediterranean against the cliffs and white homes.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything more beautiful,” she breathes.
I step up beside her. “I have.”
She turns and looks up at me. “Really? What?”
“You.”
She tosses her head back and laughs. “That’s the cheesiest thing I’ve ever heard.”
I shrug, fighting a smile. “It’s true.”
She sobers, a blush staining her cheeks. “Thank you.”
Sometimes it’s strange to look at my life and realize where I’ve ended up—th
at I got everything I ever hoped and dreamed of. It’s kind of crazy. I got my dream job, and the dream girl, and now I’m living the dream life.
“Do you want to rest for a while?” I ask her.
She shakes her head. “No, I got enough sleep on the plane. I’m hungry, what time is it?”
“A little after four,” I answer.
“Let’s get dinner then, and maybe we can head down the beach?” she asks.
I nod, smiling. “That sounds good.”
She pauses and looks down at her clothes. “On second thought, shower first and then dinner.”
I laugh. “Whatever you want.”
“I can’t be seen like this,” she tells me.
“What’s wrong with that?” I point to her outfit.
She breathes deeply. “I’m going to forgive you for saying that since you’re a boy, but the answer is everything.”
“Boy?” I narrow my eyes. “How about all man?”
She pats my stomach as she passes. “Don’t flatter yourself.”
I sweep her up into my arms and toss her over my shoulder.
“Xander!” she squeals in a high-pitched shriek. “Put me down!” she demands.
“Take it back, baby.”
“Never.”
I drop her onto the bed and she bounces before I jump onto the bed beside her, caging her in with my arms. “I’m about to show you how much man I am.”
Her lips threaten to rise into a smile. “Is that so?”
“Mhmm.” I tuck my head into the crook of her neck, brushing my lips against the spot where her pulse thuds. She jumps slightly, and I smile in satisfaction.