Gemotions

The gentle rhythm of the waves lapped against the shore, a soothing soundtrack to the scene. She watched as Liam, shirtless and tanned, wrestled with the stubborn barbeque. The list lay open on the picnic blanket beside her, a gentle breeze ruffling the pages. “Learn to surf,” she read. She grinned. He’d be terrible, but she'd teach him. She reached over and lightly caressed his arm, a gentle, understanding touch. A quiet peace settled over her as she thought of the future they were building together.