The Beginning Of Forever

Meliza's POV

The morning light was warm against my skin, golden and soft as it spilled through the bedroom curtains. I stretched lazily, my body still humming from the night before, when I felt his lips press gently to my shoulder.

"Get dressed," Ethan murmured against my skin, his voice still husky with sleep. "I want to take you somewhere."

I turned to face him, eyebrows raised. "Where are we going?"

He only smiled, his eyes sparkling with something I couldn't quite name. "To the beach. Somewhere quiet."

No other explanation. Just his hand reaching for mine, steady and warm.

I didn't ask again. I didn't need to. Because wherever he led me, I would follow—every time.