Headed to the luxorious, sunkissed Bahamas, Newton Edison had prepared himself for a lot of sunshine, soft sand and bubbly drinks. Never had he expected to lose himself in the absorbing eyes of Thomas Stephens.
His whole being was not possessed by her, but at the moment his thoughts were. The number one thought was a personal goal: he would be the first one she spoke to. He would make sure of it. (Disclaimer: We don't own anything, but the OC... Also not great with summaries.) Newt/OC