Moxie's POV
I felt so happy and overly excited for George. His hard work was finally paying off. We decided to take a stroll on the beach. The air outside at night on the beach felt so different, cool and calm.
My sandals dangled loosely from my fingers as I walked barefoot along the sand, the cool grains shifting under each step, grounding in a way that pulled me out of my own head, and I glances sideways at him for a moment, noticing how relaxed he looked. His hands were tucked casually into his pockets, his shoulders looser than usual.
“This is nicer than I expected,” I admitted. letting my gaze drift back toward the water as it reflected the faint glow of the moon.
"You thought I was bringing you out here for something dramatic?" George asked with a small smile.
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