69 #Private beach

I stretched my arms and opened my eyes to the bright morning sun streaming through the window.

I opened my eyes and was shocked by the sight of beach waves crashing against the shore just outside my window. The sound of seagulls filled the air as the salty ocean breeze gently brushed against my skin.

Where am I? This must be a dream come true.

I was on the plane with Jason, but now I seem to be in a beachfront paradise. The sudden change of scenery left me feeling a mix of confusion and excitement.

I looked around the room and noticed the walls adorned with seashells and driftwood, the bed covered in a light blue comforter reminiscent of the ocean, and a note on the bedside table that read, "Welcome to your private beach retreat." It slowly dawned on me that this wasn't a dream but a surprise orchestrated by Jason.

Is this what I have always imagined a romantic getaway to be like? The sound of the waves crashing outside the window confirmed that this was indeed my reality now.

I heard