The Vacation: Day 2
I woke up the next morning in Austin’s Arms. The sunlight streamed through a small gap in the blackout curtains of our ocean front hotel room. As I stared out at the sunrise, I could feel the strong arms of a surfer start to wake up around me. His hands started to brush my arm as his sleepy eyes fluttered open. “Well this is nice to wake up to,” he whispered as he stifled a yawn and flashed a quick smile. His eyes blinked a few times as he continued rubbing my arm, and I leaned back into his chest. We stayed in bed and watched the sun rise through the small opening in the curtains. Around 8 o’clock, I sat up, and ordered breakfast. After all, it was free. Room service brought up an …