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hated the thought that it might all be ruined by a bout of nausea. The only real boat rides she’d ever been on were rowboats at Houghton Lake and the swan ride at Cedar Point. Well, she’d find out soon enough how her stomach fared.
    The next afternoon, Vivi wandered around the yacht, peeking into rooms with opened doors and trying to get her bearings.
    Making her way to the third floor terrace, she joined Jeff and John, who were enjoying the afternoon sun.
    “Remind me again why we have to leave here on Sunday,” Jeff asked.
    “Because I think Rafe Santori is going to kick your ass off the boat if you don’t leave willingly once the shoot is over,” John told him.
    “Okay, I have changed my life’s goal. I want to earn enough money to be able to afford something like this. I’ll sail around the world, enjoying everything life has to offer,” Jeff declared.
    “That’s a nice game plan, but do you have any idea how much something like this costs to buy, let alone maintain on a daily basis? Let’s just say you better be Donald Trump in order to get started with your new goal for life.”
    Vivi nodded at John’s assessment of the yacht. From what little she knew about the yacht and most of it from Googling the boat and its owner the previous night, John was correct in what he had told Jeff.
    “I hate to disturb your gathering, but Mr. Santori’s helicopter is about to land and the wind it generates and the loud noise is quite discomforting. Would you mind stepping into the lounge for a few minutes until he is on the deck?” Roland asked.
    “Sure thing, it’s not a problem.” Jeff and John grabbed their drinks and headed inside.
    Vivi followed along behind, but what she really wanted to do was see the helicopter land atop the yacht. She lingered for a few minutes in the lounge, and then ducked back outside. Shading her eyes with her hand, she watched for the chopper. The breeze began to pick up and Vivi heard the roar of an approaching engine.
    She watched the chopper circle and then land on the red landing pad atop the highest deck. She saw Rafe climb down from the front seat, grab his briefcase, and head for the staircase.
    The pilot lifted off as quickly as he landed and was gone in seconds.
    Rafe Santori is here.
    Vivi clenched her hands into fists at her side and willed her nerves to steady. She was a grown woman for heaven’s sake, not some lust starved teenager.
    Correction, she wasn’t lust starved, either. It had been a long time since she’d last seen the man and a lot had changed.
    Before he could see her, Vivi slipped back inside the living room and headed for the bar. The last thing she wanted was for Rafe Santori to see her openly gawking at him. That would never do.
    After greeting each person in turn, Rafe headed in her direction. Vivi took a sip of her wine for courage.
    “Vivian Bloom, I must say you are a sight for sore eyes. It’s been a long time.”
    “Yes, it has Mr. Santori.”
    “Please call me Rafe. We’re beyond the formalities at this point, aren’t we Vivi?”
    Vivi merely nodded, at a loss for words.
    Rafe accepted a glass of scotch from the bartender and turned back to Vivi.
    “You probably don’t even remember our last meeting.”
    Better than he could imagine, Vivi thought.
    “Not really I’m afraid. It was what six, seven years ago?” She wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of knowing she knew every single second that had occurred. Every single word, every single action, every single moment reliving the night repeatedly over the past years.
    “Well, I most certainly do. You were wearing a fire engine red dress, with four-inch high heels. And your toe nail polish was called Seduce Me Silly .”
    “It was?” Vivi frowned. Okay, that part she didn’t remember that at all.
    “Though at the time I was in a relationship, or I might have taken you up on your offer.” Rafe took a sip of the scotch.
    “My offer?” God, now she was sounding like a parrot