Juniper's Pov
I make my way upstairs to pack a bag for the day. The idea of snorkeling has me both nervous and intrigued—it’s something new, something different, and I can’t deny the allure of the ocean. Theodore follows close behind me, his footsteps just a step or two behind mine.
I glance over my shoulder at him, unsure why he’s trailing so closely, but I don’t say anything. Surprisingly, I don’t mind his presence as much as I thought I would.
As I step into my room and start gathering what I’ll need, I catch a glimpse of Theodore leaning against the door frame, watching me with that casual air of his.
“Do you even know how to snorkel?” I ask, my tone light but tinged with curiosity.
He chuckles, shaking his head. “I’ve done it a few times. Nothing too serious, though. But hey, I’m
