Tyler's POV
"What do you want from me, Tyler?" My father asked the moment I got inside his office; and he was looking at the ocean again, and I smiled as I thought how much my dad loved the island.
Even if we have properties all over the country, he always loves this place, and I think it runs in our blood because I feel the same way. I have always been fascinated by the beauty of the ocean, the smell of the saltwater, the people on the Perfect Blue Island and its tranquility, and the peacefulness I felt every night before I went to sleep.
"How do you know I needed something from you, dad?" I asked him, and he slowly turned around to face me; I was looking at his deep blue eyes, and it felt like I was staring into my own eyes, and yes, I got them from my dad while I inherited my dimples from my mom.
