"A yacht!", her eyes widened, and her mouth suddenly felt dry. Damon stood smiling and presenting the yacht as if it were the crown jewels. Alexa remembered her last encounter with the frozen lake, and it was enough to send chills down her spine.
"There's no way in hell I'm getting on that". She lifted her dress off the ground and started her way back to the vehicle. Damon ran after her, stopping her in a few steps.
"I had this entire night planned out and you won't even get on the damn yacht". He pouted like a child asking for candy.
"That's a death trap. Remember Titanic or better yet, what happened the last time I was on a boat/ restaurant ?"
"I remember you were soaking wet". He smirked. "And practically naked". He rubbed his chin, looking at her top to bottom. She pushed him o
