Vanessa's POV
THE NEXT DAY
I wake up to the rising sun, open the balcony door, and see Mike gazing at the ocean. I smile, slip on my slippers, and head outside.
I approach him, and he murmurs, "How can I tell her?" Who's he talking about?
"Morning, Mikey," I say, wrapping my arms around his waist. He turns, smiles down at me, and leans in for a kiss. I run my fingers through his hair as he moans softly.
"Let’s go for a walk," he suggests, taking my hand.
"What a beautiful sunrise," I remark.
"Not as beautiful as you," he smirks.
"Morning, lovebirds," Sam calls, emerging from the water, his abs glistening.
I try not to stare, but he notices, and I blush and look away.
"See you at breakfast," he says, jogging down the beach towards the house.
Ten minutes later
We return to the ho
