I’m just loving life right now. Living the dream here in our tropical slice of heaven.

“Okay, so which was your favorite, from each course?” I ask James, pencil in hand, ready to jot down some more notes.

I need to make sure I’m choosing the best options for the tasting.

James gives me his list of favorites, and I have to agree with him on most of them. We spend the next hour finalizing it, and I give the list to Sean, my sous chef, who’s going to prep everything.

By the time we’re done, the sun is setting, and James and I head outside, bidding farewell to my home away from home for the night.

Our place is walking distance from the café. It’s fully amazing. It’s ten minutes on foot, but still. The weather right now is perfect, and our favorite thing is to walk around with the ocean breeze brushing our skin, holding hands while we chat and decompress from the day.

Once over the bridge, with our house in sight, James tugs me down a side street, and I give him a peculiar look. “Where are we going?”

He has a mysterious little smirk resting on his lips as he hums, “You’ll see.”

This man is full of surprises… It could be stressful, if he weren’t so awesome at making all of my dreams come true.

The quiet street leads us down to the water, a few yards from our little stretch of beach. James brings me along a path, to an inlet. It’s a purely stunning sight.

Tropical plants and flowers everywhere, the tranquil sound of the water. Beneath some trees, he stops me, holding my hands in his. He faces me, biting his lip with his stormy eyes resting on mine.

“What do you think?” His brow cocks.

My gaze moves around us, and then I blink up at him. “For what?”

“Do you like this spot?” He ignores my question, asking his own.

“Yea,” I huff through an obvious grin. “It’s beautiful. Aren’t we on someone’s property, though?”

He chuckles. “This is town property. This little spot right here, beneath these trees… I think it’s the perfect place.”

I swallow hard. “Perfect place… for what?”

“For us to get married.” He beams.

My heart is immediately racing. We haven’t talked much about our actual marriage ceremony in the last four months. We’ve been pretty preoccupied with getting the café ready. And really, we’ve just been enjoying being engaged.

It’s not like we have to worry about inviting people to a big wedding, or having a fancy ceremony. We both agreed it makes the most sense for it to just be us. Maybe even have a small reception party thing at the café afterward, with the staff, who are now my friends…

I think it could be fun.