Chapter 7: Something About Love
Daisy loved her sunglasses. Putting them on meant she could pretend to read, or sit up and look like she was staring out at the water, when actually all she was doing was drinking in the sight of Riva stretched out beside her.
It wasn’t about being at the beach and wearing fewer clothes—though she did enjoy Riva’s long, strong-looking legs. Her sunglasses gave her a chance to finally look at Riva as much as she wanted to. There was something about the way her jaw curved into her neck that Daisy couldn’t get enough of, and the way she grinned at the pages of the book she was holding made Daisy want to tuck her head in beside Riva’s and learn about what made her smile like that. She hadn’t styled her hair that day, and seeing Riva’s natural coarse black friz
