Betty.
I swirled the wine in my glass, watching the deep red liquid catch the light.
It was on New Year's Eve, and we were both drinking and waiting for the countdown to the new year.
I took another sip of wine, savoring the warmth it brought as it slid down my throat.
My mind flashed back to all the amazing adventures we have had since we first arrived here for the two-week vacation.
It had been nothing short of amazing; from the s*x, boat cruise, shopping, and dinner dates, it had been such an amazing journey.
“This has been a good year,” Alex said, his voice breaking the silence in the room.
“You can say that again; this year has turned out to be my favorite of all time, and it is all thanks to you, Alex, for making it happen," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "These
