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I shivered when a chilly breeze caught me as I stared into the calm night, raising goosebumps over my arms and legs. My solid nipples tore against the silk fabric of a barely ass-covering negligee that was my only protection against the night air.
The sky was clear and the universe was an inky pond filled with wonderous, endless pinpricks of light. I saw the white, cloudy hue of the Milky Way, a hazy galaxy within which our tiny world existed, and I felt small.
I’d closed the door between our private dining area and the balcony that looked forward, taking a moment to reflect while my beautiful fiancee slept. Distant lights at water level suggested anchored yachts with a small settlement beyond on Martha’s Vineyard shoreline.
The sound of water lapping and our ship bow cutting through an almost still ocean surface reminded me of a waterfall tumbling over rocks I’d crossed with my Dad on a camping trip.
I gazed up and grinned at the heavens.
“What have you in store for me next?”
“A damn cold if you stay out here dressed like that, Amy.”
I spun around and saw Victor. He closed the partition door and skipped a few paces, wrapping me in an enormous fleecy blanket that reached from my neck to the teak deck floor.
“Sorry.”
“You never need to apologize to me, Amy.”
“We slept soundly earlier, and I woke a few minutes ago, then began thinking, so I came out here to enjoy the night air.”