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Sandy's POV

The night was serene, just as the cool waves crashed against each other around me. The cool air from the ocean made me feel calm with little goosebumps from the cold. The full moon in the sky illuminated the surface of the ocean, giving the night a glow. The serenity pulled me into deep thoughts until I was distracted by a heavy warmth around my body and an exhale from behind me. I looked down and saw a thick blanket around my body, making me smile.

“What are you doing out here alone?” Anthony said and I went stiff when he caged me with his hands resting on the wooden bow of the yacht.

“I came here to think,” I replied and his arms went around my waist, stunning me as I was certain that there were no paparazzi around.

I gulped and tried to will my heart to stop pounding, so it wouldn't embarrass me. The last thing I wanted was to make Anthony feel that what he does, affected me in more ways than one.

“What are you thinking about?” He whispered and rested his chin on my sh