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"Do we get to see the surprise?" Silas asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Not until we're at sea," I said, scooping up my things and taking them to the bed. The guys had run to my apartment while I was gone, getting everything else on my list that I needed. I started packing my suitcase, excited for what would be coming the next day.
My life had been turned upside down in the best of ways, then took an abrupt halt in crazy town. I was ready for a weekend of pure relaxation with no stalkers or drama hanging over me.
Just relaxation, sun, and some amazing orgasms.
Serenity
"This is a whole lot less glamorous than I realized," I said as I wrinkled my nose. The smell of fish was so strong that my stomach turned. I was glad that Oaks was making lunch on the boat because if I would have eaten already this would have been a much bigger issue.
"Yeah, this is not usually the harbor that picks up luxury guests," Vince reminded me with a laugh. "This is strictly the fishing charters and the fishing boats. There are fish prepping stations over there." He pointed to the far dock where there was a workbench of sorts and a fisherman whacking away at a fish.
"Cool," I said dryly, my mouth twisting in disgust. "So, which one is yours?" I waved a hand at the group of huge boats.
"Right there," Isaac said proudly, pointing to the biggest one. I should have known after everything I heard about his father but it still took me by surprise. It was definitely the biggest, towering over the others by a decent amount. It was also bright enough it was hard to stare at in the bright sun.
"She's usually not that shiny but she did just get one hell of a makeover," Colt explained.
"Just wait until you see the interior," Oaks said. He squeezed around Jackson and Sawyer to stand next to me, his hand grabbing for mine. I loved that Oaks always seemed to want to touch me, unable to stop himself. He just couldn't contain his excitement and didn't want me to miss anything.
"Wait for me," Silas said as he ran up, taking my other hand. I swear they were almost mirror images of each other. Though, Silas was slightly more reserved and still hadn't quite gotten a hold of cooking... at least not up to Oaks’s standards.
Amos was bringing up the rear, keeping an eye on the rest of us and the docks surrounding us. Despite it all, he seemed more relaxed today.
We all did.
For the first time since this whole stalking situation started, we were getting out of the area. We'd be out of touch and in our own little world, one that he couldn't infiltrate. We even kept talking about it to a minimum. They brought it up to me at the diner and outside of the shopping trip and our close friends, we kept our mouths shut.
"This is incredible. I never thought I would ever step foot on a yacht," Silas said almost reverently as he stepped on the deck.
"Shoes off and in the bucket," Isaac said loud enough that all of us flinched. Silas nearly jumped out of his skin, taking his shoes off and dumping them in the basket that Isaac had pointed to. "Sorry, I should have warned you. I don't want to ruin the teak."
"Any other rules I should know about?" I asked.
"No jumping in the water after dark, it's impossible to find you if something happens," he said, deadly serious. "Don't walk in front of other ships while they're throwing lines."
"That’s it?" Amos asked, just as amused as I was. His rules were serious, it was just how intense Isaac was being right now that had us teasing him.
"Yeah, don't do anything stupid," Isaac deadpanned. "Come on, I'll show you to the guest quarters."
We didn't make it a step into the foyer before I was rendered speechless. This place was insane. Everything in the interior was all white, giving it a clean, modern look. Between the chrome and navy blue accents, it was honestly breathtaking.
"We've got more seating out on the decks, but here's the interior formal dining room," Vince explained, pointing to the shining dark-wood table. "Usually, we set the table with the full decorations. Ours aren't as fancy as some."
"Vince is our interior guy," Oaks said proudly.
I looked at the beta in question, trying to picture him doing tablescapes and planning parties to keep the guests happy.
"It's not easy," he confirmed, reading my thoughts. "I'm not exactly the best at creating beautiful aesthetics."
"Don't let him underestimate himself, we've got pictures," Oaks promised, waving off Vince's humble protests. He turned and walked away, expecting us to follow. I hurried to catch up so I didn't miss anything.
"Normally, guests wouldn't go down that way," he said, pointing to the left where there was a skinny hallway. "It leads to the galley and the crew quarters." He moved on quickly, heading further into the ship.
"How many bedrooms does this place have?" I asked as I pushed open the first door.
"We have the master suite with a king bed and then we have two queen suites," Isaac answered.
