BLAIR’S POV.
I blinked rapidly as the bright sunlight streamed into my eyes. The clear blue sky suggested it was morning, and my head throbbed painfully.
Everything around me was unfamiliar, and I was dressed in a white bikini. I stood up from the sun lounger in panic and rushed to the edge, only to find myself surrounded by an expansive stretch of water.
I spun around to see Josh approaching, draped in a bathrobe, with a bottle of champagne and two glasses in hand.
“I’m glad you are awake; you have been out for ages. I figured some sun would wake you up faster,” Josh said, smirking as he eyed me, his eyes making me feel vulnerable.
“Where are my clothes?” I demanded, wrapping my arms around myself for modesty.
“They are in the trash can. Besides, you look better in this,” he remarke
