Aleysia reclined on the balcony, a coconut drink in hand, and the warm Santorini sun caressed her sun-kissed skin. As the video call request came through, she paused, a mischievous smile playing on her lips as she slid her oversized sunglasses down her nose, revealing a pair of mesmerizing golden eyes.
"I'm not surprised about your eyes, Ale, but heck, where the fuck are you?" Whitney's voice came through the phone, a mix of excitement and disbelief. "That looks so nice!"
Aleysia chuckled, the sound low and sultry. "I'm in Santorini," she replied, her tone casual as she turned the phone to showcase the breathtaking vista—the vibrant blue waters of the Aegean Sea, the iconic whitewashed buildings cascading down the cliffs, and the warm, golden hues of the setting sun.
"Santorini?" Whitney's eyes went wide, her expression a picture of awe and envy. "How did you end up there?"
