What Gave it Away?

Glad You Have Eyes

"Well here we are,"

"We're at the beach,"

"Glad you have eyes,"

"Don't be rude to me, I thought you were my knight in shining armour,"

"Well, I come here to think before sunrise," he confessed.

I follow him along the path, my hand in his. We came to a stop at a bench, the last one along the path.

"It's a private beach," Cole informed, "I always found it weird that they had the beach and still chose to have a lawn."

I sit next to him on the bench, regretting not changing my shorts for something else.

"It's chilly here before sunrise," Cole smiled at me, "Should I warm you up?" he asks, pulling me into his side.