Chapter 38

EMILIA

Evening comes around faster than I expect, and to my absolute horror, Liam and I are forced to drag ourselves to the deck for some grand announcement from the soon-to-be-weds.

I feel like I’ve said this a million times, but the cruise is massive—so big that the thirty-something guests on board feel like a drop in the ocean.

Either they’re too busy lounging in their luxury suites, avoiding Liam and me, or this ship is just that enormous, because after running into Stone, we don’t see a single familiar face.

Not that I’m complaining.

Liam’s hand is warm in mine as we make our way to the deck, his thumb tracing idle circles against my skin like he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it.

I don’t know if it’s meant to be comforting or if he just likes touching me, but either way, it’s convincing enough.

My heart shouldn’t be beating this fast from something so simple.

“Remind me again why we’re going to this thing?” I mumble, leaning int