Saint's Pov. 

We were at the beach now. She had said she wanted to walk barefooted on it and feel her toes curl into the sand while licking her ice cream. 

And of course, I was going to do it for her. And it was even better because it was the best place to show her the fireworks I'd prepared. 

The breeze blew her dress up a bit and she pouted, holding it down with her other hand that didn't have her ice cream. 

I watched her lick her ice cream for a bit before ...