“I remember the first time we danced,” Crew says with a smile. “We didn’t have music then.” “No, we had just our heartbeats and the ocean.” It was my favorite song. I don’t say it. I won’t say it because that will make me sound ridiculous, and I’m pretty sure I’ve done that already. “Well, we have music now at least.” Crew’s blue eyes stay on mine. “I liked our song better.”
