This time, it抯 a different air in Hawaii, lighter than before.
Maybe because she抯 only here as my girlfriend now.
I find her sitting on the bamboo couch outside, sipping a fragrant coffee and playing on her phone.
揕et抯 go for a walk on the beach,?I say.
揙kay! Let me get ready.?
I snort. 揧ou need to get ready for a walk??
揧eah, I want to bring some things with me.?
揥hat do you need to bring to the beach??I glare at her. 揑t better not be another damn brew pipe. You know I love your quirks, sweetheart, but that thing棓
揅ole, don抰 worry about it. Just stuff.?Her eyes shine, cryptic as ever.
I sigh affectionately.
揥oman, no amount of time I spend with you ever prepares me for your randomness, does it??
揑sn抰 that a good thing??she teases, craning her neck to gaze up at me.
揑t抯 a thing. Good or bad, I don抰 care. You know there抯 nobody I抎 rather spend time with.?I tilt her chin up with my fingers for a kiss.
揈w!?I don抰 see her until she moves. Destiny stands behind the couch to the side, just out of Eliza抯 sight. She makes a face like she抯 gagging. 揋uys, get a room. How much time do you need to get ready for the beach, anyway??
揂bout twenty minutes or so,?Eliza says. 揂nd sorry-not sorry, you wanted this too, Dess. The cost of having me around is seeing your dad make kissy faces.?
I nod, biting back a laugh. 揋o on, get the hell ready, so we can get out of here.?
Destiny gives me an awkward thumbs-up. Pain in the ass or not, she抯 a little more grown-up every day.
When Eliza leaves the room, she asks, 揌ow far are you walking??
揥e抣l make the rounds. Probably stop where you found your turtles before,?I tell her. 揑t抯 almost whale season. If we抮e lucky, there might be a couple humpbacks showing up early.?
揙h, wow!?For a second, I think she抣l insist on coming with, but then she remembers. 揜ight. So, what are you gonna say to her? Did you practice??
揑抣l improvise, Dess,?I say tightly.
揇aaad, don抰 tell me you抮e unprepared??She sighs and facepalms. 揟his is going to end really well…？
揇estiny, you抮e in luck. I don抰 need your help with this part.?
She rolls her eyes. 揟hen why抎 you ask for it, Romeo??
揑 don抰 need your help with the logistics, I mean. Just your approval.?I smile warmly, remembering our conversation yesterday while Eliza was out by herself exploring the coffee farms.
She damn near tackled me like an overactive puppy when it was over.
揥ay to get specific, Dad. But good luck.?Destiny stomps off, muttering to herself.
揌ey, hold up. You抮e still棓
She spins around on one heel. 揥hy? You said you don抰 need my help.?
揟hat抯 not what I meant and you know it. Some things a man has to do without his meddling daughter.?
She laughs. 揊ine. I抣l be there when you抮e ready, Daddy. Don抰 worry.?
Shit.
This is really happening, isn抰 it?
What will I say? I only snapped at her because I still don抰 know.
Where do you start when you抮e asking for forever?
Fool.
On second thought, maybe I should have let Destiny help with this part…
I抦 about to race after her when Eliza walks in, stunning as ever in a strapless island dress and long chestnut-brown tresses framing her bright face.
She has a matching bag thrown over her shoulder.
My throat goes tight.
Her round tits are almost spilling out, making my tongue ache to taste them.
揊orget the walk. You抮e more beautiful than any view out there,?I say gruffly.
She grins. 揟hanks, brown-noser. I just want to be comfy at the beach.?
Fuck, this woman.
The only thing that would be more comfortable for us both is if she was wearing nothing. It抯 a good thing Hawaiian law prevents me from making a small part of this shore my own private nudist beach.
揜ight. Let抯 go.?I offer her my hand.
She closes the space between us, locking her warm fingers in mine. 揝hould we ask if Destiny wants to come??
揘o. She抯 working on her TikTok channel. She抯 still got at least a dozen seal videos to upload from the week before we left,?I say.
揂dorable,?Eliza says with a laugh.
I lead her downstairs and outside, then through the evergreen trail bursting with emerald-green all the way to the sparkling sands.
揋otta admit, it抯 been an interesting three months,?I say.
She smiles, releasing a content sigh. 揟he best three months of my life, you mean. But we had some good times before we became official, too.?
揥e did, and you抮e stuck with me now.?She leans up to kiss my cheek.
How does she do it? Even a chaste peck makes my dick steel.