Paige's POV
I stood on the shore while wearing aviator glasses. I was watching the yacht coming towards me. Impatiently, I looked back, waiting for Noah. He went back to the beach house since he said he left something.
"Miss Paige!"
I bore my eyes at Oliver. He's looking at me worriedly. I glanced at the yacht as I spoke. "Are you alone, Oliver?"
"Yes, Miss Paige. I sail alone just like you asked."
I slowly nodded and looked behind me again. What's taking him so long?
"Uh… Miss Paige, shall we go?"
Heaving a sigh, I looked at Oliver. "Let's wait a little longer, Oliver."
He nodded, confused. Of course, he would be since he thought I was alone here.
I glanced at my wristwatch and that's when Noah came running. His disheveled hair was dancing in the. I was already pissed but when I saw his loving face, it vanished like a vapor.
"M-Mr. Hanson…"