Hand in hand, we felt the sand beneath our bare feet as we strolled toward the next part of the evening I had planned. Whenever I was around her, I felt calm and collected, like a breath of fresh air. She wasn't like the other girls; she was simple and innocent.
The stars above us were a scattered blanket, and the majestic ocean sparkled under the bright lights of the night sky. The lapping waves mesmerized us as we reached a blanket spread out in front of us, complete with a picnic basket and bottles of pink lemonade.
There was a cheeseboard and club sandwiches, though the food was a last-minute addition. From her bright eyes, I could tell she loved it.
"I figured we'd sit in front of the ocean—I didn't bring any tables or seats... um, if you want, I can order someone to bring—" I babb
