Owen didn't know what Anita was thinking, but her face flushed all of a sudden. She looked especially cute, and his mood felt better.
His long legs took a few steps forward, then he reached out and casually wrapped his arm around Anita's shoulder. "Are you nervous?" Owen asked.
Anita looked at the hand on her shoulder. They were so close that Anita blushed even more. She instinctively moved a little away from Owen.
"No, I'm not nervous. I'll go back first." After saying that, Anita turned and hurried away.
Owen watched as Anita anxiously avoided him. His mood, which had just gotten better, was a little dejected again. He stood alone on the deck to enjoy the breeze.
The yacht soon arrived at the island's harbor. The hotel had a tour bus pick them up.
