The morning sun cast a soft glow through the window as we stepped out of the hotel. I turned to Athlea, extending my hand to her. She looked up at me, her lips curling into a gentle smile, and placed her hand in mine.
"Ready for day two?" I asked, a hint of excitement in my voice.
She squeezed my hand and nodded. "Yes," she replied, her eyes sparkling. Her hair cascaded down her shoulders, and she looked as stunning as ever, her beauty somehow amplified in the daylight.
As we started walking, she leaned into me, her pace just a touch slower than usual. I glanced down at her, amused.
"Having trouble keeping up?"
She gave me a playful pout. "Wow, look at you," she teased. "Already forgotten how hard you went last night... and this morning."
I chuckled, pulling her closer. "So that's why you're struggling."
She laughed, her cheeks turning a bit pink. "Maybe, but I wouldn't have it any other way."
