nathan
Two speeches, one horrid public kiss and a four hour flight later, we’re finally walking off the plane and onto Jamaican soil. The second I step outside I take off my sweatshirt, the heat hitting me almost immediately. Hayden does the same with his pullover, taking both of ours and putting them in his bag. At least two weeks here has to be something magical. I’ve never been in a place that could just, feel gorgeous.
“These buses will be taking you to the resort,” Tiffany says with a painfully faux smile, “It’ll be at least a two hour drive, so get comfortable.”
She leaves us with her words lingering in the air and I sigh, picking up my backpack.
“Can we go to that bus?”
I point to the one in the far back and Hayden smiles,
“Why so specific?”
“I dunno, that bus looks like it’s
