Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 86068 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86068 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
“Oh my God.” I put my hands to my mouth and bend over, filled with excitement. It’s everything I remembered and more. I take two steps down to the galley. The door to the first bedroom on the right is open. I take the two steps down into the cabin and sit on the twin bed. “Bedroom one,” I say before walking back up the steps to the galley. The big-screen TV is on the wall right in front of the door. The long beige counter fills the whole right side, two stools tucked under the low part of the counter is where I can picture the kids having a snack. The massive U-shaped leather eating area is right in front of the galley. A silver bucket in the middle with a bottle of champagne sticking out greets me. I step up the two steps to the table and take the card out.
“Ahoy, matey.” I laugh. “Don’t let the pirates get you. I don’t know what will happen to Dad. Can’t wait to see you drive this thing. Love Chase and Cooper, and your cheap-ass sister who didn’t Venmo us.” I throw my head back and laugh, putting the card on the counter before walking down the steps and continuing to the two steps that go lower again. The second bedroom door is open, and it’s just like it was when I visited. The blue and brown covers with the pillows. Right next to the small bathroom that I peek into before walking into the master stateroom.
“This is all mine.” I open my arms and turn in a circle. The queen-size bed is in the middle of the room. With two mirrored closets on each side, I step to the right side, crawling onto the bed and lying down like a starfish. The hatch window on top of my bed lets me see the sky. “It’s going to be so pretty when the stars are out.” I sit up for a second, right before getting off the bed. “First thing we have to do is change this bedding,” I tell myself. Even though it’s a beautiful silver and black cover, I want something more me.
I quickly strip the bed, which takes me a lot longer than I thought it would since I have to get onto the bed to grab the back of the cover, and then I don’t realize that my knees are stopping me from actually making progress. By the time it’s done, I need a bottle of water.
I walk up the two steps to the galley and open the cabinet where the fridge is, finding it stocked with ten bottles of water. I open the bottle and drink half of it before walking back outside. I quickly tie up my hair in a bun that falls sideways as I step off and grab two bags. “Don’t fucking face-plant.” I can hear my brother Cooper’s voice like he is right here. I put the bags on the long bench before walking over and unloading the rest. I’m super proud of myself when I start unloading the cart the second time. I finish unloading the SUV, turning back to make the last trip to the boat. At this point, I think I’m a fucking pro. I also have a feeling of déjà vu, like I’ve done this before. Or at least what I’m supposed to be doing now.
I stop again by the side of the boat, and this time, I open the sliding door to bring my suitcases inside. I place them all lined up in the galley before walking out to grab the other bags. On my last freaking step off to return the cart is when I become so sure of myself that I stumble just a bit. My hands come out to stop myself from falling on my face, trying to balance myself on my feet. “Shit,” I say just before I hear a bark right to the side. I turn my head at the same time there is the sound of sniffing right next to me. I look over and see the cutest dog I’ve ever seen in my whole life. I squat down, putting my hand out so the dog can smell me. “Well, hello, you,” I say as I rub the dog’s neck, the tail moving side to side excitedly. “Aren’t you the cutest little thing.” I use my baby voice, and she starts to lick my face as I slip back onto my ass. I can’t help the laugh that escapes me. The dog never stops licking my face as I try to dodge the kisses. I can’t stop from rubbing the dog’s neck as she excitedly licks me, the laughing making the dog even more excited.
“Beatrice,” I hear a male voice call, and she stops. She looks over at the boat next to me, where a man stands on the back of the boat. “Come here,” he says and motions with his head. She takes one more look at me as I look at her with a we-got-caught look, my eyes going big and my lips in an O shape. She takes a split second to lick me one more time before she walks over to her owner, jumping back on her boat and sitting next to him.