Chapter 32

  A trail.

  A trail.

  Tom's POV.

  Lisa sat sideways on my lap, one arm looped loosely around my neck, the other scrolling through pictures on her phone. Sunlit beaches. Private villas.

  "Look," she said. "This one has private villas. No crowds. Just us."

  I glanced at the photo. Clear water. Wh...

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