“Stand there, love, and I’m going to take a picture of you,” Dylan said with a grin, lifting his camera.
I laughed, posing against the sunlit waves as they lapped softly at the shore behind me. With each snap of the camera, I could feel his gaze on me—appreciative, warm, fully present.
After a while, we switched. I grabbed the camera, snapping shots of him with the sunset glow across his face.
“Look at you, so handsome!” I teased, making him a little bashful.
“Come here,” he said, motioning for me to join him. “Let’s set this on the tripod so we can get a few together.”
We played around, striking silly poses and then taking some close-up shots, laughing at each one. Finally, he wrapped an arm around me, pulling me close for a selfie. Then, he snapped a shot of our hands clasped toget
