After spending the rest of Saturday hanging around our room, we decided to be social. We got changed into bathing suits and made our way down to the beach to watch the sunset. We laid down on the sand, on a blanket I spread out for us and Spencer cuddled up close to me. We leaned backwards and fell onto the sandy cushion and looked towards the horizon, the sun was already falling.

“Ash, you know this is my first sunset.”

“Spence, are you saying that in your twenty one years of living you’ve never once seen the sunset?” I joked and looked down at her, even though I knew from her angle she couldn’t see me.

“No! Ashley, I meant that this is the first time I’ve watched a sunset wrapped in someone’s arms, with butterflies in my stomach.”

“Sunsets give you butterflies? Wow, Spence, you’re so sentimental.”

“Ash! I’m trying to be serious here.”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. What I meant by that was I’m really glad that this could be your first time. I really want every part of this weekend to be amazing for you. This is just the second bit. I didn’t want to fall short.”

“Trust me, that’s so not even possible right now … everything you do has me amazed.”

At that moment I wanted to respond to her, but I couldn’t; I found my mouth open with no words forming and thought I would look better if I changed plans and just held her body closer to mine. Which I absolutely love, it’s a perfect fit. As the sun met with the ocean waves and the stars began coloring the sky, I took a deep breath and chose to make tonight special.

“Hey, Spence?” I asked her, shifting my weight so that I could sit up and look at her.

“Yeah babe?” She sat up with me, facing inward and looked at me with a show of small concern, as if something could be wrong.

“I have something to tell you, but I don’t want you to get freaked out of anything, okay?”

“Oh God, Ash, do you have like three kids in another country or something?!” She delivered this line with a laugh but I could see the real fear in her eyes.