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To say that my week with Andres at the beach house was heaven on earth would be an understatement. I loved every second I spent with him in and out of bed. He made me feel completely cherished as we walked on the beach, swam in the ocean, and talked for hours while wrapped in each other’s bodies.
Nadia threw Nolan and me a grand good-bye party that started at the house and ended at our favorite club. I tried to enjoy it, but even liquid courage couldn’t take the edge off of my melancholy mood over my impending departure.
Nadia and the guys said good-bye to me at the house, allowing Andres to take me to the airport. Nolan made his way through security without me, leaving Andres and me to say our good-byes alone—well, as alone as one can be in a busy airport.
Tears are streaming down
