Chapter 8 - Gone

Anushka’s P.O.V.

“Can I get back on your shoulders?” Dakota asks Jordan as we head out the back door of the hotel that leads to the beach. We kick off our shoes as soon as we reach the sand and I put them into the bag I brought. Jordan lifts Dakota, and she sits in her new favorite spot. He looks at me while linking his fingers with mine.

“Don’t leave me.” He says softly as we begin walking. Something in the way he says it makes me think he’s talking about more than just right now. I squeeze his hand and kiss his cheek.

“I have no intention of going anywhere.” Don't ask me if I'm talking about just while we're on the beach or later, but it seems to make him happy even though there are so many unanswered questions between us. I try not to let the fact that someone broke into our rooms get to me, but I just can't wrap my head around it. Why would someone break into our rooms? It has to be random and we were on the first floor so it made it