Page 64 of Miami Confessions


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I showed Dylan the message and he nearly leapt out of bed with excitement.

“Yay! When are you leaving?” I responded.

“We are at the airport now. Flight leaves in about an hour!”

“Finally! Hope you two have so much fun! Love you!”

“Thanks! Love you!”

I looked over at Dylan and couldn’t help but smile. Our real vacation could finally begin. No more eating our meals in bed. No more wistfully watching people laying out on the beach.

“They’re at the airport,” I told him.

“So, we’re free?”

His eyes lit up with excitement as I nodded my head.

“Let’s get out of here!”

“But our breakfast is going to be here any minute.”

“Who cares? Let’s go down to one of the restaurants. I need some fresh air.”

“We’ve had the balcony doors open this entire time. That wasn’t enough fresh air for you?”

“Nope. I need more,” he said with a grin.

I rolled out of bed and put on a blue and white polka dot bikini, then pulled a yellow sundress on top of it. Dylan was dressed before I even made it out of bed, and he was waiting for me by the door.

“Someone’s eager.”

“You’re not?”

“I am…but it seems like you’re a little overly excited not to be in this room with me anymore.”

He took a step towards me and wrapped an arm around my back. He grabbed my ass and pulled me into him, pressing our chests together.

“I could stay here with you forever,” he growled.

I blushed and tried to avoid eye contact. He grabbed my chin and lifted my mouth to his. I didn’t think I would ever get tired of kissing him. Each one made me feel like I was the only person in the entire world.

“But we need to get out of here,” he said with a smile.

“I agree. Let’s go.”

Dylan grabbed my hand and led me out of the suite and to the elevator. When we made it downstairs, the smell of the sea hit us like a massive wave. I took a deep breath and tried to soak it all in. I couldn’t believe I was here in such a beautiful place with the most amazing man in the world, and now we could finally enjoy our time, just the two of us.

“Come on,” I have a surprise for you.

Dylan led me out to the beach and we walked down a row of cabanas until he found the one with his name on it. He opened the curtain door to reveal two massage tables, champagne, and a massive platter of fresh fruit.

“How did you arrange all of this so quickly?” I asked with my jaw nearly on the floor.

“Money talks,” he said with a shrug.

I wasn’t going to complain, or question it, so I just went with it. Two resort staff members appeared behind us, ready to serve us in any way we needed.

“Are you ready for your massages, Mr. And Mrs. Woods?”

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