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The ocean breathed in a steady, low murmur beyond the glass, the yacht swaying in a slow, rhythmic dance within the velvet dark. Above, the moon hung like a pale, silver coin in the sky. Inside the sanctuary of the master bedroom, the air was thick with warmth. you lay cradled in his arms, curled tight against Bruce's chest with her legs hooked over his. He was silent, one arm propped behind his head while the other draped across her back, his fingers tracing lazy, absent-minded paths through her hair.