“It’s beautiful here…even if I do have to wear sun block….” Emmalee’s red hair glistened lightly in the evening’s fading light. Iwin couldn’t keep his eyes off her as he sipped his wine.

“Reminds me of you.”

They were curled up on the balcony of the villa Iwin had rented in Cairo. He wrapped an arm around Em and kissed the side of her face.

“Hot…a little biting, but beautiful all wrapped into one little package? Cairo is you, Reddie.”

Emmalee turned the color of the pink’d sky surrounding them in their own little dome. “I love you,” she whispered.