Chapter 113

Gretchen’s POV

I went over to Christian's hotel right after breakfast, marching up to the door and knocking firmly enough that I knew he could hear it.

When he came to the door, he looked as though he'd just tumbled out of bed. “What are you doing here so early?” he asked with a yawn.

I clapped my hands together. “Come on, get dressed,” I urged him. “We're going surfing today.”

It was worth it for the grin on his face alone. He immediately looked much more awake. “Cool,” he said. “You know, in all the time that I've been here, I still haven't set aside time to learn how to surf.”

“I know,” I said. “That's why I figured today might be a good day. I looked at the wave forecast, and apparently, there are a few spots over by Turtle Beach where things are a little calm, still with great waves, but ones that a beginner can ride. Or at least attempt to ride.” I winked at him. “Come on. Get some board shorts on, and we'll go!”

When we got to the beach, he