"For what, sweetheart?" he asks.

I look at him. Our eyes lock and I hope he feels what I say.

"For bringing me here. For noticing when I'm stressed and trying to help. For being you. For having a big heart. This might be my favorite vacation we've taken yet. You're so good to me. Sometimes I feel like I don't deserve you."

James doesn't say anything. He reaches for me, cupping my cheek, and kisses me softly. My eyes close and I draw him in. His lips are pressed between mine, but we don't move our mouths. We just hold steady, like we're cherishing the other’s touch. It's a simple kiss but makes my heart feel the most because it's James who's giving it to me. When he kisses me, he always makes me feel like I'm the only person who matters to him.

Breaking the kiss, James's steel eyes search mine. He's breathing a little deeper, heavier. "I was going to tell you I want Valentina tonight." Excitement sparkles in my eyes, but he shakes his head. "But I don't. I just want you. Always and forever, just…you, Aubrey."

Does he not comprehend what his words do to me? He takes my breath away and makes my heart rush faster at the same time. I swallow hard, feeling my pulse in my damn throat.

"Come on, I have something planned for you."

James takes my hand and walks us to our bungalow about twenty feet away. We step through the French doors and my jaw drops in surprise. My eyes widen as I take in the moment, wondering how he made this happen while we were sitting on the front deck.

The lights are turned down low, and there are white candles lit along the walls. There's usually a tropical aroma that follows us on the island, but in our room, there's something deeply seductive and alluring about the scent that pulls me in.

My eyes land on our king-size bed. I shoot a quick glance at James who's watching me.

There are white feathers and red rose petals sprinkled on top of the down comforter. I’ve never seen a blend like that on a bed before. It's beautiful but more sexy than anything else. My heart is rushing so fast against my ribs that I can't process what’s happening in front of me.

"When did you do this? When we came back, none of this was here."

He turns to face me and steps closer until he's an inch away. "I had the resort set it up for us. I gave them instructions and told them when to come. I shut the door so you wouldn't hear them while we sat outside together."

I shake my head, blinking a few times. I can't believe how thoughtful he was to set this up.

"Really? This may be the most romantic thing you've ever done."

He cups my cheeks and gazes into my eyes. "I told you, Aubrey, you're my world. You make me feel young and what it's like to be happy again. You're my light, what I look forward to every day I wake up. There isn't a thing I wouldn't do for you."