I WOKE UP early the next day to fix myself. Jacob was still sound asleep by then.
Alone, I watched the waves crashing on the rocky parts of the beach from here on the balcony. The morning wind was chilly, and I was only wearing a white dress made of thin fabric. I was quivering a little when I decided to go inside and get a pashmina. I was about to enter the room when a set of warm arms wrapped around me. It was Jacob's, of course.
"Good morning," I greeted him.
"Morning..." he answered back in a hoarse voice, pulling me closer to his chest. "I couldn't feel you next to me. I thought you left."
That made me smile. "Where would I even go?" I looked up at him, and he kissed the bridge of my nose tenderly.
Jacob's been doing that every day and I find that very romant
