She hasn't marked the days, but it must be somewhere around forever by now.
And she isn't so romantic as to say that the sun is brighter. Or that the ocean is a richer shade of blue.
There are still surfers. There are still bottle-blondes and the smell of coconut lotion.
There are still towels fluttering in the breeze. There is still the way sand sticks to your skin, wet or dry.
Waves still pound the shore and seagulls still swarm over-head and old ladies still sit under their umbrellas and kids still race along in their board shorts and pigtails.
And she isn't so romantic as to say that the days aren't as tedious anymore. Or that peace is no longer just something she finds in the quiet mornings on the beach.
And she hasn't marked the days, but it must be somewhere around forever by now.
Being in love just skews your view of a lot of things and Ashley Davies is not immune to the way life now jumps out at her like she is constantly wearing 3-D glasses – it is the bad Jaws film, the third one she thinks, but without all the bad.
It is every cheap-o horror film, but without the horror.
It is every romantic-comedy, where the pratfalls are okay because you already know the outcome – girl always gets the boy.
Or, in this case, girl always gets the girl.
And she hasn't marked the days, but it must be somewhere around forever by now.
Forever and a day, isn't that how people say it?
"I've loved you for forever and a day…" She mumbles and a soft hand just about burns along her thigh and she knows the eyes underneath those shades and she knows the love in that gaze.
Ashley Davies knows what it is like to live in Technicolor now.
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She does turf and Spencer does surf.
They mix drinks and barely get through them.
Stereo is turned up way too loud, but they don't have neighbors to worry about.
And they rush the darkened outdoors, tripping and falling and laughing.
They still do this, act like children. They still do this, joke and tease and play around.
And there are still surfers.
And there are still sharks out there in the water.
And there are still tourists and volleyball games and castles that wash away with the tide.
But they are forever and a day.
She hasn't marked the days, but there are some things that you just know.
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