Private island (7)

JoAnna woke up Sunday morning in Jeff's embrace.

"Good morning, sunshine." He kissed her forehead.

"Mmm... morning..." She mumbled. JoAnna shifted around and felt uncomfortable. Her skin was grinding over something which was definitely not smooth silky bedsheets. She grumbled and lifted the blanket. "Sand... why is there? …" She remembered previous night and blushed. They spent quite some time on the beach before continuing in the bedroom.

Seeing her shy expression, Jeff laughed and kissed her on the lips. "You didn't complain about the sand last night."

"True..." She said weakly. "I have no complaints about last night. You impressed me. It was very romantic."

"Which one?" He looked at her expectantly and JoAnna could see sparkles in his eyes.

"Are you fishing for compliments?" JoAnna thought how he is getting more and more confident when talking to her.

"From you, always... Knowledge that I can impress you, brings me joy.", he honestly responded.