The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the beach. Bec and Gary stood at the water's edge, their toes sinking into the sand. The waves whispered secrets, and the salty breeze carried their laughter.
Bec's heart raced. She'd been waiting for this moment—the right time to share their news. She turned to Gary, her eyes shining. "Gary, there's something I need to tell you."
He raised an eyebrow, his hand brushing against hers. "What is it, Bec?"
She took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant."
The words hung in the air, a delicate confession. Bec watched Gary's face—a mix of surprise, joy, and wonder. She'd fallen for him during their time at Solar Blue—the shared waves, the late-night conversations, the stolen kisses under the moonlight.
Gary's lips curved into a smile. "Pregnant? You mean—"
She nodded. "We're going to have a baby."
He pulled her into his arms, the waves lapping at their feet. "Bec, this is incredible."
She rested her head on his chest. "I was nervous to tell you. But now—"
Gary kissed her—a promise, a celebration. "Now, we'll be parents."
They walked along the shore, hand in hand, their hearts buoyant. Bec imagined their child—their laughter, their tiny fingers, their first steps. She'd surf with them, teach them about the ocean, and share stories of their own Blue Water High days.
As the stars emerged, Gary whispered, "Our little wave rider."
Bec leaned against him. "Our masterpiece."
And so, under the moon's gentle gaze, Bec and Gary announced their pregnancy—a canvas of love, hope, and endless possibilities.
