The next morning I wander out onto the balcony wearing nothing but the fluffy white robe I found in the closet. As I'm looking down at the beach, I feel Owen's hands grasp my hips and pull me back against him as I hold onto the cement rail. "Why'd you leave the bed?" he asks.
His hand moves down my thigh before sliding up beneath my robe. "I wasn't tired."
"There's other things we can do in bed," he says.
I almost laugh. "You continuously prove that to me."
I feel him against me so I straighten my body and turn around. He pouts and I roll my eyes, sitting on the wide cement rail. "I was just getting started."
I take a moment to check out his naked body before realizing we're outside. "What if someone sees you?" I ask, looking to my left where there are more balconies. Not to mention t
