(4 Years Later)
We walked down the wooden bridge, hand in hand, as we watched the dimmed sun which was just barely beginning to set. I had been planning a romantic evening for my girlfriend and me for a little over a week now. She thinks we are just here to enjoy the beach, but tonight is going to be full of surprises...
When we reach the sand Camila slips off her sandals leaving her in her ripped capris denim, and a white t-shirt, which is tied up, showing off a bit of her stomach. I kick my flip flops off and run into the sand laughing as Camila runs behind me.
"Hey," she exclaims as she runs.
I trip over my own feet and tumble into the sand, but even still I laugh.
Camila straddles my hips and crosses her arms over her chest.
"You are lucky I don't bury you in the sand right now,
