Julia’s POV
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow across the tranquil waters, I stood on the deck of our yacht with my fiancée, George, by my side. The gentle breeze played with my hair as I leaned against the railing, basking in the serene atmosphere. Suddenly, George's expression lit up, and he turned to me with excitement in his eyes.
“Did you have fun tonight, Dolcezza?” He sniffled my neck as he toyed with the strand of my blue two-piece bikini.
“Are you kidding?” I giggled freely. “The expressions on Monica and Theodore’s faces were worth it.”
George was wearing a white shirt with the buttons unfastened. His rock abs and perfectly sculpted body was on full display. He was sipping a glass of whiskey while I basked in all the fun.
It was a nice getaway
