Chapter 92

Gavin's POV 

 I ask, curious because I so much love this place. Well, I don't know the feelings I'll pick right inside until we get there.

"Sure," she nods her head with so much conviction. "But as the schedule dictates it, by 1:20 PM, you have another meal, your lunch."

"Ooh," Gavin exclaims. "Let's go right in then, dear." He parts me gently on the back. I heave a sigh of relief, rising with the aid of his hand.

"Oh, thank you," I mutter with a smile. "We completely lost track of the timetable."

We follow the waitress to the cozy lounge area, where a table is set with crisp white linens and a breathtaking view of the sparkling sea. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafts through the air, mingling with the scent of warm pastries and sizzling bacon.

We first go in to have a change of clothes, as we can't take out brunch with beach clothes. I'm glad it's a waitress who is here to prepare our meal, not a guy, I'd be scared of him being seduced b