[Day 4, Dec. 23 – The Ophelia Cruise Ship]
Dave Carter
The pool was alive with energy. Lights in shades of blue and purple danced across the water’s surface, glinting like shattered glass. The DJ’s music thrummed through the deck, a pulsating beat that seemed to sync with the pounding of my heart.
Octavia’s soft gasp sent a jolt through me as her body pressed tighter against mine, her curves fitting perfectly against my chest. The water lapped against us, cool and inviting, but nothing compared to the fire blazing between us.
Her breath hitched, her cheeks flushed as her head tilted back to rest against my shoulder.
I couldn’t stop the grin spreading across my face. Not just because she was in my arms, trembling and responsive—but because I knew Nathan was watching. I’d spotted him th
