Paradise
Rachel ate the cherry from her drink and took a long sip as she watched the waterfall in the distance. She smiled as a pale arm reached over her shoulder to hand her a rose. "Thank you, love," she said.
There was no response, but she heard a cork come out of a bottle behind her. A second later, Quinn sat down next to her on the beach chair.
"You're welcome," she said, giving Rachel a kiss. "I see you've taken a liking to those girly drinks they make at the cabana."
"I see you're taking advantage of the complimentary champagne."
"It's our honeymoon," Quinn said, grinning. "We're free to indulge."
Rachel leaned over onto Quinn's shoulder. "Love you, Bug."
"Love you too, Bear."