Isabelle Simon:-
"Logan, I am starving. We should go for lunch at some cafe nearby." I tell Logan who was walking on the beach sand with me in his arms bridal style " And, please let me walk on my feet. I want to feel the soft wet sand under my feet." I pout because this man won't let me walk on my feet saying I will get tired and he doesn't want me to get tired as he has got so many things planned for the day.
" I have planned a cruise lunch for my beautiful woman. I hope you will like it." he replied leaning his face down and kissed my forehead " And, I like you in my arms because that's where you belong."
" I do?" I ask.
" Yes, you belong here forever," he replied. We reached his jeep where he placed me down on the passenger seat gently then went to sit on his driver seat. He roared
