Delaney and Vincent walked together hand in hand to the edge of the cliff overlooking the ocean. It was beautiful and Delaney held on tight to Vincent. He chuckled and kissed her forehead before leading her away.
The cliff sloped downwards and they came to a set of steps that had been carved in the stone long ago. The stairs zigzagged downward until at last, they reached the sandy beach below. Delaney looked up at the cliffs high above them. It was so steep the view of the house was blocked.
Walking along with her husband she experienced the strange feeling of sand between her toes. It was warm and smooth but scratchy at the same time. The waves were rushing forward across the sand as they tried to reach the cliffs.
Vincent put their things down on the sand in the shade of the rocky cliff wall. Delaney slid off her robe and looked at her husband with excitement.
"Are you ready?" Vincent asked with a warm smile for his wife.
