Olivia's POV
I felt like I was living in a dream as Christopher's sleek sports car glided through the night. The city blurred by as I snuck glances at Christopher's lamp-lit profile. He caught me looking and winked, sending shivers through me.
"Eyes on the prize, darling," he teased.
I tried to play it cool. "And what prize would that be?"
"You'll see soon enough."
The car slowed, and I realized we'd arrived at the marina. My heart started racing as Christopher helped me out of the car, his hand lingering on mine just a moment too long.
"Ready for your surprise?" he asked huskily.
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. He led me down the dock, past rows of impressive boats, each bigger and more luxurious than the last. Just when I thought we'd reached the end, I saw it.
Holy. Freaking. Shit.