The last fingers of twilight reached their glowing red fire toward the gathering darkness. Callie stood on the balcony of the rented beach cabana and savored the sunset. They were scheduled to fly home tomorrow morning. She needed to pack, but couldn’t seem to find the motivation. This week in Cozumel with Benton had been as close to perfect as a vacation could be.
They had snorkeled reefs, prowled through stalls in the market places, ridden horses through the surf on the beach, explored ancient ruins, and enjoyed more Mexican food in a week than they normally had in two years time.
Callie leaned her elbows on the porch rail, and stared at the surf, determined to stay right here till darkness leached all of the blue out of the water. The sliding door behind her opened. She didn’t turn, knowing it could be only one person.
Benton stepped to her side and mirrored her pose. “Am I going to have to hogtie you to get you on the plane in the morning?”
She took in a deep breath of the ocean air and leaned against him. “Possibly.”
He slipped an arm around her and dropped a kiss on her head. “Thanks.”
Callie tilted her head just enough to look into her husband’s eyes. “For…?”
“For keeping after me till I took this trip with you. It’s been an amazing week.”
“I’d tell you I told you so, but I don’t want to ruin our last night.”
He laughed, straightened, and took her hand. “Take a walk with me. I’ll help you pack when we get back.”
Callie stepped out of her sandals and allowed her husband to draw her down the five steps to the sand. Yep, just about perfect.
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