You and Theo were married not too long ago. Without a second thought, you decided to go on your honeymoon in Italy.

Now, you were standing on the balcony of a cottage by the sea, leaning against the railing and drinking champagne. You were wearing a light, silky white robe. You felt refreshed and happy after a passionate night.

Theo came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"Are you enjoying yourself, my love?"

He whispered in a husky voice, dressed only in summer trousers.