*Shelby*

I woke up on the fourth day of our trip to a fantastic view. I wrapped a robe around myself and made my way to the balcony.

The yacht was no longer moving; we must have come into port sometime during the night. We were docked at a tropical island with white sand beaches lined with palm trees.

I could barely hold back a squeal of excitement; Lauren told me yesterday that we would be going on a private luxury catamaran ...