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I made my way around Tres's luxury yacht. I already knew my way seeing as I had spent a glorious night on the boat some months ago. Tres, Nia and I had sailed from Istanbul, Turkey to Athens, Greece when we were trying to uncover the mystery of the tablet that belonged to the Greek goddess Demeter.
During that trip, I'd tried to push Nia into Tres's arms. She'd just broken up with Zane for the umpteenth time and was wallowing in misery. While she was so busy stumbling around over her broken heart, she nearly missed out on the billionaire hottie that couldn't keep his eyes off her. So, I shoved her into his arms.
Not just because I wanted to stay on his big boat, or hop into his private jet, or ride shotgun in one of his many muscle cars. Did I mention the dude was rich?
I mainly push
