Ciara's POV
I awoke that morning to the feeling of the warm sun rays gently brushing against my face. The relaxing sound of splashing water tore through the clear silence of my consciousness. I wanted to jerk upwards in the realisation of the place I had fallen asleep in, but something held me back, urging me to snuggle more into the pillow I slept on. 'Wait, pillow,' my eyes snapped open.
"You look beautiful in your sleep," I heard his voice whisper in my ear.
I looked up to see Kevin staring back at me. He was still dressed in his suit except for the jacket which I soon discovered was draped over my shoulders for warmth, "Was this a part of your plan?" I asked him.
"Well, the plan was to spend the last night with you. It didn't matter how or where that would be. It just had to happen that way," he said.
