Amber’s POV

The aroma of breakfast climbs into the room, causing my eyes to widen from hunger. I feel myself turn in bed and grumble that Levi is gone.

Evidently, if it smells this good it's because he's cooking. Only he has the ability to make the room smell like a five-star restaurant.

So I yawn and slowly stand up, watching the sun, which rises through the drawn curtains. I pull them aside and gaze in fascination at the sea, which seems infinite through ...