Hamilton gave me a quick tour of the first floor of the yacht before leading me to the top deck.

When I met up with Archibald on the top deck, there was a plush blanket laid out for us. Champagne sat in a metal bucket on ice with a container of strawberries next to it.

This was so incredibly romantic.

"You look beautiful as ever." Archibald commented, analyzing my appearance. I wore a hot pink bikini, a cream colored crochet kimono, nude wedges, and my hair was up in a messy bun. I had taken the safe route by not wearing any make up, just in case Archibald wanted to...