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"Ahh," Ithat sweet spot inside of onna coht here in the Pacific Ocean You’re gonna screaasue deep into my mouth with each hard thrust into me

His ernails digging into his skin, the wash of the salty water slick between us

"I’ll never get enough of you, Tru Never," he growls intome deep inside

And he makes sure he doesn’t as he continues to make love to me in the swell of the Pacific Ocean, while the sun descends,its effortless journey behind the water

Dusk has settled, and Jake and I lie together in the four-poster bed of our villa

It’s a tasteful, modest villa Not flashy It’s us

The whole place is open, each roo about it The type of freedoranted

I wonder if that’s one of the reasons he chose this place for us

The bedrooht and airy, the bedsheets a clean, crisp white Even though it’s a haven etaway, it’s not overdone It’s understated

It’s perfect

The sheets are kicked back because of the insane evening heat Our legs are tangled together, our bodies touching, sticky fro our skin I’m draped across Jake’s chest as he absent

I listen intently as he starts to softly sing the words

He sounds beautiful I love listening to Jake sing Especially a cappella

"What song are you singing?" I ask, lifting "

"I didn’t knoe had one" I ss that remind us of our childhood, but none that are just him and me, that symbolise us as a couple

"It’s called ‘You Started,’ by Ou Est Le Swi Pool" At my puzzled expression, he says, "You never heard it before?"

I shake my head

"And you call yourself a ue in mock reproof "They were a band fro on your part, baby"

"Shut up" I stickquick between his thuo

"So why is it our song?" I rest my chin on his chest

"Because it’s us," he replies si ?"

I see a flash of pain cross his face I don’t like the way it makes me feel

"The first time I heard it was the day after you left me in Boston" With his words comes a fierce pain in my chest as I remember our time apart "I was in the car with Denny He’d forced et so in his car When I heard the song, it was just like listening to the story of us, Tru" He focuses his gaze in ondeep into my eyes like no one else can "If I didn’t already know at that point that I had to win you back, then that songout a breath

"Realise what?" I urge

"That I had to fight for you That I had to do whatever it took to get you back Even if it ertips down in and end with you"

Reaching for my hand, he lifts it to his and places the choked up "Do you have it?"

"It’s onfor it

"How do I not know that?" I narrowives me a duh, shoving hi, Jake presses a button on the screen of his phone and sets it down on his chest between us A few seconds later, I hear light synth piano keys start to play

The sound fills our villa The only other sounds are the washing waves outside and the thudding of oose bumps shiver downon them Then it hits the chorus, and I can’t stop the tears that fillIt is us Hiood, and the bad

The second chorus breaks, and violins stru the tears to spill over and run downers