To hell with it! He was on a cruise ship with round the
clock entertainment. When would he ever get this kind of
chance again? He made his way to the casino, found a stool
in front of a one-armed-bandit and ordered a couple more
drinks while he fed it quarters.
Bleary-eyed and out of coins, he checked his cell.
Three-thirty-seven. He’d better head to bed. Feeling just
buzzed enough to take the edge off his sexual frustrations,
he stood and made his way to the elevator. But once he got
in the elevator and punched his old deck number he
remembered he’d switched rooms with the diva and--damn it.
He couldn’t remember what his new room number was. If he
hadn’t been so distracted by sexy Carly and her damned sexy
curves and those ice-blue eyes...
He shook his head to clear it and remembered.
Forty-seven-eighty-two. He punched the button for the fourth
deck and when the elevator let him out he walked down the
long hall suddenly exhausted and dizzy. Perhaps he had a bit
of Mal de Mer too.
Ahh, here was forty-eight-seventy-two. The key card clicked
and the door opened with ease. He let out a relieved breath
he wouldn’t have to call someone for help and look like an
idiot.
The room was pitch dark, but he didn’t want to switch on the
big overhead light for fear of giving himself a headache.
Damn, he was more tired than he’d realized. He flipped on
the tiny light in the closet.
The cabin didn’t have a balcony as he’d expected Piper’s
would have, but he didn’t care. The king-sized bed awaited.
He shucked his jeans, crawled onto the soft mattress, and
was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Still, even in his dreams he couldn’t get Carly out of his
mind. Her spicy scent filled his senses and he felt her soft
breasts pushing against his back. In his dream he turned
over and wrapped his arms around her hot body. It seemed so
real that he could’ve sworn he could feel the silky material
of her nighty catch on the calluses of his palms. He nuzzled
into a sweetly soft neck, pushed his rigid erection against
her stomach, and heard her moan.
He stilled. Forced his heavy lids to open. And looked right
into the wide open eyes of Carly.
And then she screamed.