Olivia

After dinner, we moved to a lounge area at the stern of the yacht. The crew had discreetly vanished, leaving us alone under the stars.

"Dance with me," Alexander said suddenly, pulling me to my feet.

"There's no music."

He pulled out his phone, tapped a few times, and soft jazz began playing from hidden speakers. "Problem solved."

We swayed together under the stars, my head resting on his chest. I could hear his heartbeat, steady and ...