Naomi's POV

The plane touched down just after sunset.

I leaned out the window as the distance melted away behind us in washes of lavender and gold on the waves across the horizon. The island below was all soft beaches, lazy palms, and wildflowers caught in the wind.

Raymond caught my hand. "Still feels real?"

I turned to him, my heart skipping. "More than ever."

He brought my hand to his lips, kissed my knuckles and smiled. "Good. Because the best part hasn't even begun yet." ...