*Lucas*

I was leaning against the railing of my boat, the salty sea breeze messing up my already messy dark hair. The early morning sun cast a warm glow over the marina, but I barely noticed it. Instead, my gaze was fixed on the phone in my hand, willing it to ring.

"It’s probably nothing," I murmured to myself, trying to shake the unease that had settled in my gut. Lauren, with her golden hair and curves that could drive any man to distraction, had been slipping away from me ...