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“Hola vecino,” Emilio gave a wave as he approached the large boat as he came over to get a better look. He smirked up at the younger man, quirking a brow. “I don’t think I need to hire the boat when I have my own,” the fisherman chuckled and gestured back to the fishing boat not far from the yacht. “So, I guess I came to enjoy the view,” Em shrugged. “I came to check out the boat, it’s very nice and a big upgrade from mine,” he mused.
Leo glanced over to the boat the elder pointed toward, smirking some, “Ah, I’ve seen you out on the water a few times.” He nodded, “Well, at least you know I’m not going to be stealing your fishing spots-- not something I was ever keen on. My papa was a fisherman but I couldn’t stand the smell, call me a princess.” The younger laughed, folding his arms across his chest. “Technically it’s not actually mine, I’m just borrowing from a friend in Ibiza for the season. We’ve got a little deal going on but I definitely couldn’t afford something like this. She’s a beauty, right? Wanna take a look inside? I’ll give you the grand tour.”








