It was scorching hot, the sun baking us as we sat on the beach, hand in hand while we watched Mimi dip Mason into the warm water of the ocean. Reese chuckled when the little boy chortled with delight and her thumb caressed the back of my hand. It had been ten months since I professed my love to Reese. Although I was still bewildered by my fortuity, I relished in the love she showered me with. Shortly after we became an official couple, I moved into her house, still offering my mother my babysitting services because she helped me in a dire time.
I looked over at Reese, her skin holding a lovely tan from the ten days we’d spend in the Florida sun. Our vacation was shortly ending. She smiled at my inspection, a hint of what I’d come to know as lust in her eyes, and her grip on my hand tighte
