Maia's POV
It's a beautiful evening. Ron and I are seated together on single seats on the balcony of our Alpha house. His seat is a few paces next to mine, and there is a small glass table standing in between.
A bottle of red wine is standing tall at the center of the table, and our half-filled glasses are standing on its sides.
I have already had a good couple of gulps of the wine. I'm not drunk, but I'm kinda buzzed just a little bit.
He and I are watching the sunset from far off in the horizon, while chatting on the balcony. The view of the balcony shows us the compound of our vast packhouse, all the way to the trees, and the sun setting far beyond them.
This moment is quite serene. And I feel on top of the world just sitting here with him. I'm at peace. I love this.
"You are beau
