Ian snuggled to Tracey after setting up the yacht away from the other one. He fell asleep however, there's this loud party again. Tracey was wide awake and she's peeking at the round window.
"Fuck them. I'm going to blast that yacht." He exclaimed. Tracey giggled and turned to him.
"I think I know that yacht. One of my friend's yachts."
"Okay, since you know them, can we kill them?" He was groggy, but then Tracey closed the window and approached him.
"Go back to sleep." She lay down. "You can put a pillow on my chest."
He indeed pillowed over her left chest and listened to her heartbeat. He closed his eyes and relaxed while listening to her heartbeat. He never heard anything like this before. Her heartbeat somehow felt like a beautiful melody. He fell asleep and didn't know how long. But when he woke up, seeing her beautiful curve made him crave for it. She gently pushed him.
