"A beach," I say, staring out the window. Jared turns off the car, and my heart leaps as he takes my hand in his.

"Do you still trust me?" he asks, his eyes filled with raw emotion that causes my breath to hitch. I nod, and a slow grin spreads across his face.

"Let’s go." He’s out of the car and at my side in a moment. I pick up my bag as he opens the door for me. One hand is outstretched, and I reach out. My fingers look so small in his hand. He tightens his ...