Kiara's POV
I wake up surrounded in his strong arms for the third morning in a row. The calming rhythm of his steady breathing envelops me, and I sense the subtle, rhythmic movement of his chest against my back. I can admit, I've gotten too wrapped up in the fantasy that he could be mine. Every moment that he's not working, we're spending together. Yesterday, we even went on a late-night stroll on the beach and it was the most amazing, romantic thing I've ever done. Trey doesn't seem to want to waste a single second not showing me how he feels, and I love it because Jordan never put in this amount of effort. I think he feels exactly the way I feel about him but neither of us will say the words aloud because that will only make my departure more painful. Any day now, I'll be moving back in
