When we got off the plane, I could hardly believe I was here. We took a yacht that brought us to the island of Bora Bora, and everything looked so beautiful and perfect.
Leonardo had arranged for different clothes to be brought to us so we could change once we were at the hotel.
"You'll love the hotel where we'll be staying," he said from behind me. I turned around to look at him.
"Anything in this place will seem beautiful to me," I said, leaning my arms on one of the yacht's edges, the wind blowing directly into my face.
"I'm glad you think that because I couldn't reserve two rooms," he said, turning to look at me, very surprised. "So we'll have to share a room."
"What?" I still had the same surprised expression.
"Relax, I won't do anything... unless you want something to happen,"
