26
Savannah
Present
I hopped out of my car at the marina. It was a cloudless day with the most perfect October either of us could have asked for. The sun was shining, the water was calm, and Derek was shirtless. I had no idea what Derek was doing on the dock, but if he was doing it shirtless, it was a goddamn blessing.
“Whoa,” I whispered as I approached the docks.
He glanced up as if he could hear my muttered gasp. His smile brightened, and he waved. I punched in the code he’d texted me and headed out on the dock.
“Upgraded, I see,” I said, trying not to stare at him and instead focusing on the sailboat. It was twice the size of the little thing he’d had the first time he took me sailing. Bigger than the sailboat he’d had in Boston too. This was all sleek and gorgeous.
“Yeah,” he s
