Bethenny...
The car ride to the yacht was extremely quiet, not a word from tats or Abby. The only one who was talking was Amanda, walking on the rail board. We got on tats pretty big yacht that was named, The missing girl.
Eyeing him suspiciously, he held out his hand for the girls to grab on, "Watch your step."
Night time had come, the lights of NYC started to bright up the sky's. "Nice whip you have tats, but that name tho, very interesting."
He smiled and pulled me closer to him, "Think you already know who's the missing girl, but I'm gonna change it."
"Don't, I like the name. So, where are you taking us?" I asked while walking on the yacht, it was bigger than I expected.
"First we wait for dinner to arrive, then go for a ride, maybe we can sleep on the boat tonight. You know,
