Once everything has been paid for, Ashley invites me to sit outside on the beach.  We stroll out of the restaurant hand in hand, barefoot, where there is a blanket laid out on the sand. On the blanket there are also two sets of outfits.

“I thought you might want to change out of those clothes for phase four,” she explains.

Even in the darkness of night, I can tell that it is a pair of capris along with my favorite Famous Stars and Straps shirt. She also has her favorite outfit: A dark pair of capris along with an ed Hardy shirt and under amour.

We change together although I can barely make out any details of features in the darkness, only a silhouette of her figure.

“You decent?” she asks.

“Yeah,” I confirm, taking her hand in mine and leading us to the blanket.

She takes a seat first and guides me to sit in between her legs. When I’m situated, she wraps her arms around me and rests her chin on my shoulder.

“Don’t you think the ocean looks even better at night?”

I scan the horizon and see light from the moon reflecting off of the water, giving the illusion of dancing light.

“I like it better at night,” I agree.

I relax back into her right shoulder, my face now to the sky.

“Look at that. The stars are so beautiful,” I comment.

“Not as beautiful as you,” she declares, placing small kisses all over my exposed neck.

I close my eyes and smile.

“You know, I’m not done with the list of things I love about you.”

“Really? Then, please, do continue.”

“Let’s see,” I pause. “I love the fact that you never wake up before noon if you can help it. I love that you’re cool and you don’t even try. I love the fact that you’re a helpless romantic. I love that you can make me smile even when I’m having a terribly sucky day.”

At this point I stop and give her a small kiss.

I continue, “I love that your favorite genre of music is rap, even though you’re a rockstar. I love that you’re you!” I exclaim, then the word ‘I love you’ tumble out of my mouth.