*Lucas*

The morning sun dotted the clear waters as I guided the tour boat with a steady hand, my mind still dancing with images of Lauren from the night before. Her laughter echoed in my thoughts, mingling with the gentle splash against the hull. The sea breeze played with my tousled hair, and I couldn't help but feel light like I was part of the wind itself.

"Beautiful day, isn't it?" I called out to the guests, who responded with a chorus of agreement. Their eyes were wide ...