A man in uniform stepped up to them, taking their bags. "Welcome, Mr. Laurent. Everything is ready."
"Thanks Gerald," Ethan said, guiding Lydia up the steps. "We will settle in before we go."
"Of course," Gerald said, already walking off with their bags.
As soon as they stepped on the yacht, Lydia turned in a slow circle. "This is insane," she whispered touching the railings. "It feels like I just walked into a movie."
Ethan watched her with a small smile letting her have her moment.
"Where are we even going to?" she asked, her voice soft like she was afraid speaking too loud would wake her up from all this.
Ethan stepped in close behind her, his hands lightly brushing her waist. "Just a quiet cruise down the coast," he said near her ear. "I know a few hidden spots wher
