Kayden
The inside of the yacht was even more ridiculous than the deck. It wasn't just a boat; it was a floating palace of polished marble, heated floors, and plush cream-colored furniture that probably cost more than my first car.
Rhys had directed me to a master suite that looked like it belonged in a royal palace after watching the sunset together, telling me to take a warm bath and change into the clothes the attendants had prepared while he "checked on dinner."
Dinner? Who would have thought that we were having our first romantic dinner together?
"Amazing," I muttered as I stared at myself in the mirror, then suddenly my phone started ringing. I had wanted to ignore it, but when I looked at it, I saw Leo's name flashing on the screen.
"Leo," I muttered as I picked up the video call. I had barely hit accept before his voice boomed through the phone speakers.
