Disclaimer: Not mine.
The sky is filled with red and pink and purple. I feel her hand squeeze mine a bit tighter, maybe in anticipation. There's still a sliver of sun to be seen, peeking at us from over the water, bright orange. I hug her closer, maybe in anticipation.
Her head is leaning against my shoulder, my arm wrapped comfortably around the bottom of her ribcage. I'm leaning against the large log we threw our blanket near. The sand is cool beneath our feet.
As the sun finally sinks below the horizon, she brings my hand up and kisses it.