As I opened my eyes, I let out a little groan when I realized that Austin was no longer under the sheets next to me. I turned on my back, it was still dark. The stars were shinning in the sky and reflecting on the dark and calm surface of the sea. I reached for my phone clumsily on the bedside table. It was only 3 am. I rubbed my eyes and sat up on the edge of the big bed. I quickly slipped my little camisole on. My bare feet tread upon the wooden floor. The bay window was ajar. I decided to go that way to the terrace.
The evening air was soft, it slid over my skin. There was not a bit of wind. You could hear the peaceful sound of the waves. Austin was standing bare-chested, leaning against one of the big wooden pillars of the terrace. The scene was beautiful. He looked serious, concen
