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Avery leaned towards him, whispering, “I know I won’t get to wear it outside, but I brought my bikini, so I could model it for you. I want you to take it off of me and-”
“Avery!” I interrupted. “We can hear you!”
“I don’t care,” she replied, and continued on with exactly what it was she wanted Luca to do with her, not embarrassed at all that Trace and I could hear every word.
I buried my face into Trace’s shoulder to stifle my laugh.
“It’s going to be a long ride,” he mumbled.
“The longest,” I agreed.
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Five hours later, we finally made it to the hotel.
Trace hopped out, and grabbed one of those rolling carts, loading our bags onto it, while Luca did the same with his and Avery’s things.
Trace wheeled our stuff inside while Luca spoke with the valet.
I let Trace take care of checking in, since the room was under his name, and collapsed into one of the whicker wingback chairs in the lobby. I welcomed the silence after the long drive with Avery’s endless chatter. I loved the girl, but sometimes, she didn’t know when to shut up.
Trace wheeled the cart to me and held up the room key triumphantly.
Grinning, he said, “Let’s drop our stuff off at the room, and then I’m taking you to see the ocean.”
I jumped up, my excitement returning, and followed him to the elevators.
“We’re on the top floor and I made sure we got an ocean view,” he smiled, leaning against the back wall of the elevator.
“I’m so excited,” I exclaimed as the elevator doors opened.
We walked down the hall, and Trace stopped in front of a door, sliding the key card in.
“Ta da,” he grinned, pushing the door open.
I stepped inside first and gasped.
It wasn’t like your typical hotel room. There was a small kitchen and dining table, with a full living room, and open doors leading to the bedroom.
The walls in both spaces were painted pale blue with white accents. Pictures of fish and seashells decorated the walls and the carpet was clean and plush.
But the centerpiece of the whole space was the balcony and wall of windows, extending from the living room, into the bedroom.
“Wow,” I breathed, stepping up to the windows and gazing out at the blue-gray ocean. Even through the glass, I heard the roar of the ocean as it crashed against the sand.
The door clicked closed and I felt Trace step up beside me.
“Is it everything you imagined?” He questioned.
“It’s better,” I answered.
He opened the sliding glass door, and we stepped outside, into the cool air. A sea breeze ruffled my hair. I smelled the salty sea and I knew it would be a scent I would never forget.
I glanced around at the sand extending in both directions.
The ocean itself looked as if it went on forever.
“Can we go down there?” I asked, desperate to sink my toes in the sand, and maybe, let the cold ocean water wet my feet.
