Dutch kisses me again, passionately and slowly, leaving me breathless as he pulls away.
“Happy anniversary, angel,” he murmurs.
I smile. “And a happy Valentine’s Day to you, too.”
“You know, dinner isn’t for another hour.”
I bite my lip. He doesn’t even have to say it. I know from the tone of his words and that spark in his eyes what he wants.
…And it’s what I can’t wait to give.
“Also, I got you something for the occasion.”
I giggle. “Is it diamonds?”
I gasp as my amazing husband scoops me up into his big strong arms and starts to stride across the sand back to our private cabana.
“Nah,” he growls, leaning down and letting his lips brush my ear.
“But trust me, princess, it’s as hard as one.”
…Needless to say, we’re late for dinner.
The End