Chapter 12
‘Mmm. Wouldn’t it be great if life could always be this peaceful and simple?’
Emilia was stretched out on a sun lounger on the deck of Justin’s yacht, sheltered from the sun’s burning rays by a huge umbrella but still able to enjoy the delicious warmth. The yacht bobbed lazily in the lake, the subtle swelling motion lulling her close to sleep.
‘It could be.’ Justin sat on the lounger beside her, idly scanning the shoreline with a pair of binoculars. ‘Obviously I want you to come to Stanford with me, but you don’t actually have to study. You could spend your days shopping, going to the gym, whatever you feel like.’
Emilia’s eyes snapped open. ‘Are you serious?’ she asked in horrified disbelief.
Justin seemed to miss the sarcasm. ‘Dad’s already commissioned a new yacht
