Mia’s POV
Andrew took me to the beach where an enchantingly beautiful private spot was decorated with fairy lights and intricately designed lanterns lined up on both sides of the entrance.
A low lying wooden table lay at the middle of the tall, hovering palms around it and comfortable couches with shades of red cushions lay lazily on them. The sheer white curtains around made the place even more dreamily romantic and comfortably private.
The place had an alluring oceanic smell and two wine glasses sat on the table along with a bottle of expensive wine.
A barbecue was set by the side and a chef busied himself in a fascinating show of grilling the dishes in a unique style.
I stood there in awe as I took in the heavenly sight in front of me and got so lost in my surroundin
