Alex POV
Dinner was good. I listened to Austin and Axel talk about the k********g and the rescue, and they were more excited about the rescue than the k********g. I had a gut feeling the k********g was more the d**k measuring, as Austin put it. Something was off about knowing where they were and, to be more precise, which room the boys were in. Then, the rescue. Who would leave the ship unguarded like that? It was a costly large yacht; no rich man would leave his vessel unguarded, even in a private marina.
What was I missing here?
I watched Gemma leave the table, turn at the last moment, and look at us, or should I say it was at me. She had a longing and sorrow in her eyes that made me feel bad about how I had been treating her, but I was not yet ready to forgive her or myself. I was as
