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Hawaiian Valentine
“I want the cliché,” she’d told him, and now here it was. Better than a romance novel or chick flick. The only thing missing was the soft focus.

Jo smiled, loving every second of her clichéd experience. They were strolling along a pristine beach, hand in hand. The sun was sinking majestically into the ocean, streaking the western sky with orange and crimson. The sea breeze was light and cool, the water was warm, and the sand between their toes was silken. They were alone with the sunset.

Of course, this kind of cliché doesn’t come cheap. Jo and Michael had been saving for over a year to finance this holiday. The airfares were OK but the private beach house on Maui was the real killer. Michael had nearly fainted when he first saw how much it was all going to cost.

She didn’t care. This was what she’d wanted - a chance to experience Valentine’s Day in the sun, relaxing and sharing Michael’s company. No work, no mobile phones, no computers, just each other.

They’d breakfasted on fruit and pancakes before retiring back to bed for a long session of languid lovemaking. They’d gone snorkeling on the reef, had lobster for lunch and taken an afternoon nap. Now they were taking the obligatory sunset walk, and it was beautiful.

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