Chapter 4
Charlotte
The door creaked open, and I leaped to my feet as Elijah walked out.
“Everything okay?”
“Everything’s fine.” He shot me a half-smile, but it didn’t fool me. “Just two friends catching up.”
“You don’t look like a guy who just spent an hour catching up with an old friend.”
Elijah snaked an arm around my waist and turned to face Saint. “Will you be staying a few days?”
“Wish I could. But even though my wife is basking in the lap of luxury at the hotel in Rome, she’d be really pissed off if she knew I was staying on The Empress without her.” He glanced around. “We got married on this yacht, so we have some…” he cleared his throat, “fond memories of our first time together on this beauty.”
“Jesus, Saint.” Elijah rolled his eyes. “We’re all adults here. You can just s
