Chapter 68. Oceans Bay

Marcel POV

I watched her take in the scenery of the doc. There had to be nearly fifty yachts docked out here at Oceans Bay. I can’t believe Loki thought buying a yacht was a bad idea. It was totally worth it if meant watching Paris’ curiosity at all the beautiful machines out here while I watched her marvellous legs from behind her.

“Earth to Marcel,” Paris waved her hand in front of my face.

“What?”

“You zoned out, there.”

If she only knew I was envisioning her legs draped over my shoulders as I ate her out on the deck.

I pulled her close and continued walking.

“I did. What were you saying?”

“Which yacht is yours?”

“It’s near the end. Loki couldn’t get me a better spot.”

She giggled and it was music to my ears. My obsession with Paris might be a problem. I’d thought about it a lot lately how this girl came into my life and turned it upside down. Now I couldn’t breathe if I didn’t know where she was or how she