*Shelby*
The jet skis motor filled my ears, and the cool breeze whipped against my face. I felt the sunlight on my eyes before I opened them. One side of my body was cold from being wet and exposed to the wind, and the other side of my body was warm against Michael. It took me a few seconds to remember exactly where I was.
I came to just as Michael pulled the jet ski up to the side of the boat; the crew was waiting on the swim deck. One of the pool boys grabbed my arms to hoist me back onto the yacht. He settled me down on the swim deck, and I watched the blood pooling around my injured foot.
Michael was at my side in seconds. He ripped his shirt off and wrapped it around my foot, securing it by tying the sleeves together in a makeshift tourniquet.
“Is that okay? It needs to be tight e
