[The entire place might as well be heaven, it exuded calm like a natural antidepressant. Even the waves lapping at the shore on their small pier only rocked the cabin just enough to be comforting.

After an eight hour flight, it's bliss, Eddie's been quiet lately but they'd gone through hell and back because of the bar fight and it had been inordinately tense while Richie made peace with the media, his fan team, and his PR crew.

The bed is made with some kind of lavender essential oils, maybe jasmine or vanilla. Hard to put a correct scent to it but it smells like lying down in a bed of flowers.]

I thought you were going to pack your own sheets. I'm glad you didn't. We'd miss the opportunity to break these babies in. Private cabin, private beach. This is ours for a week and a half. What do you want to do first?