“You’re impossible!”
Aldrich’s lips are curved, "You said we’re on vacation. Vacation means freedom.”
“Yes!” she exclaimed.
“Freedom,” he nodded, “for you to follow my rules.”
Hermelyn grabbed a handful of sand and threw it at him. It hit his leg and it slid down harmlessly.
He didn’t flinch. Instead, Aldrich reached out gently, brushing sand from her wrist. His fingers traced the line of her skin slowly.
“You look beautiful when you’re annoyed,” he murmured.
Her heartbeat stuttered.
“Stop talking nonsense,” she whispered.
“Why?”
“Because you say things like that.” Hermelyn explained.
“Truth isn’t a crime.”
Hermelyn quickly turned away, to hide the blush on her cheeks. This is just the first day of their vacation on the Island. But something between them shifted quietly, like t
