First Night - Quiet and Safe

The cottage Tim booked was tucked above the coastline, a soft breeze constantly sweeping across the deck. That first night, they kept it light—wine, pasta, and music playing from a speaker while the sky turned navy above the ocean.

They slow danced lazily in the kitchen, Tim's hands resting at her waist, her cheek against his shoulder.

No rush.

No pressure.

Just ease.

They fell asleep on opposite sides of the bed but woke tangled somewhere in the middle, legs brushed together under the sheets.