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We've been sitting out on the deck, planning our vacation to Jamaica. Someone in Zach's family is getting married there and we are using it as an excuse to get away. I mentioned deep sea fishing and Zach said he would be game if I wanted to but I don't know how much he's really into it. "Well...we'll see when we get down there..." I lean in and kiss him. "Hungry? Do you want to start making dinner?"

"Yes, I can definitely eat..." I say. "Can we eat out here though? It's so nice..."

I stand up and reach for his hand to help him to his feet. "And maybe some dancing after...under the stars..."