Olivia's POV
Christopher led me through the yacht's winding corridors, his hand warm in mine. I tried to focus on the opulent surroundings, but my mind drifted to what might happen once we reached that master suite.
"Watch your step," he warned as we descended a small staircase.
I snorted. "Yeah, 'cause that's the biggest danger I'm facing now."
He shot me a wicked grin over his shoulder. "Scared?"
"You wish, Mr. Wallace."
We reached a set of double doors, and Christopher paused dramatically. "Ready for the grand reveal?"
"Just open the damn doors already."
He pushed them open with a flourish. "Ta-da!"
I stepped inside and immediately lost my footing on the plush carpet. Christopher caught me before I face-planted, his strong arms wrapping around my waist.
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