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Brandon reached for her hand and pointed toward the water.

They sat in silence, watching as the sun set in a blaze of orange and reds across the sky. “It’s amazing.” And so was he. How many men would be content to sit and enjoy the simple pleasure of a sunset?

“I agree.” Their eyes met. “Stunning.”

The intensity of his stare told her he meant more than the sunset. She gently withdrew her hand and resumed eating.

When they finished, he settled the bill and asked, “Would you like to take a walk?”

“I’d love to.” Because they were close to the water, the temperatures had dipped and a slight breeze had kicked up.

He entwined their fingers and they strolled off. He stopped a ways down the path and faced her. For a moment, he said nothing, seemingly struggling with what he wanted to say.

“What is it?”

“I can show you better than I can tell you,” Brandon whispered and lowered his head.