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Alpha POV

Tyra and I get off of the boat and walk along the shoreline. She wants to see the water and walk around people watching, as she called it. She smiles and laughs as we walk. She looks unbelievably happy. She is beautiful like this, not worried, just free. There is nowhere I would rather be than here holding her hand walking next to the water.

We stop in front of a stone bench. She climbs up on the bench so she can reach a magnolia growing on a tree. “I would have happily gotten that for you,” I say to her.

“I know, but I wanted to do it myself,” She says. She plucks the magnolia out of the tree and puts it in her hair. She falls forward into my arms and kisses me.

“Have I told you how beautiful you are today?” I ask her.

“Yes, several times, but I like it when you tell me,” Tyra says.

I take her hand, and we walk up to the restaurant. It is full of people. “Do you think maybe we could get it to go? So we can talk and enjoy each other?” Tyra asks.