Laura
The first thing I noticed was the warmth of the sun on my skin. My bare feet sank into the soft sand, and the sound of gentle waves kissing the shore filled the air. I blinked, taking in the beautiful scenery. Jake and I were on a secluded beach, the kind I'd always dreamed of for a honeymoon.
Jake's smile was as radiant as the sunlight dancing on the water. He held a slice of mango in his hand, bringing it to my lips.
"Here," he said, his voice deep and tender. "Taste this. It's sweeter than anything you've ever had."
I laughed softly, leaning forward to take a bite. The juice dripped down my chin, and he reached out to wipe it with his thumb before leaning in for a kiss. His lips tasted of mango and sea salt, and my heart swelled with happiness.
"Your turn," I teased, holding out a grape. He smirked and let me feed it to him, his lips brushing my fingers.
"Perfect," he murmured, gazing at me like I was his entire world.
