Aria was still in shock as Reed supported her and they boarded the yacht.

The cool sea breeze lifted strands of Aria's blonde hair while Reed quietly wrapped a light cashmere shawl around her shoulders.

"I don't want my tesoro getting cold."

Aria looked at him with a shy smile. "...Thank you."

He patted her back gently offering a gentle smile.

Nearly forty-five minutes later...

The yacht gradually slowed, and Aria breath hitched looking ahead and there was a secluded island resting beneath the silver glow of the moon.

Is all this really for her?

Its shoreline glowed like powdered diamonds, and palm trees swayed gently in the evening breeze,...