His breath spiraled in her ear and spilled down her neck. She shivered. “You don’t know what I want.”
“Officer Montero dry-humping you while sucking on your tit gave me some pretty big clues.” The stranger kissed her mouth. Lavished her lips with lusty swirls and tugs of desire meant to chase away any embarrassment she might feel. He lifted his head to assess its rosy response. “Robert’s not here, but I am. And, I don’t have a wife and kid to make me think twice.”
His thumbs brushed her cheeks, and his gaze probed hers with sensual appeal. “Let me be the one to satisfy you. I can even swing the roses.”
Evangeline’s breath locked on the pull of his words. Not the part where he noticed her being dry-humped while Robert sucked her tit, but every temptation he was offering. Yet, one fine chunk of man candy he might be, there were certain criteria that needed to be met.
“Can you swing the forever part as well? Because I came on this cruise for that, not just some holiday fucking. Make no mistake…I want that, too.”
His thumbs tensed against her skin. So she didn’t pluck the daintiest terms out of the air, but she had no time to dance around the facts. She was on deadline here.
Her heart thumped nervously in her chest. She’d just thrown some heavy words at him, after all. Forever and fucking were attention grabbers for sure, but had either piqued his interest?
“Questions?” She hoped he had some to ask. She’d tell him the truth—that she’d signed up for this singles’ cruise to find a husband. Or at the very least, the start of something beautiful.
Please show me some interest, Mr. Yummy, ‘cause then it would be worth it for me to ask your name.
If she scared him off, she’d simply move on and forget about him. Forget the sultry curve of his mouth, his shameless kisses. His bold touch.
A breath hissed past his lips. Decision made, he shook his head, placed a kiss on her forehead, and let her go. No questions asked. “I’m afraid I’ll have to pass.”
“Thought so.” She smiled at him like a good sport. “Will you show me the way out?”
She followed him up a flight of stairs and out through yet another door. He then escorted her to a utility elevator that would take her up to the passenger decks.
“I can help you with one, but not the other,” he offered up with an honesty she appreciated, especially given her forward proposal. “But if roses and forever are what you’re after…” The elevator doors swished apart. He waved her inside. “Good luck with that.”
Evangeline strolled into the lift and turned around with a smile full of regret. As the doors drifted shut, he touched his finger to his forehead in a nice-meeting-you salute and ended her tour of the engine room.
She brushed a finger against the prickles that danced along her lips.
So this was how it felt to be tempted, tousled, then shot down in flames by a hunky engineer. Nearly getting screwed by one man, then five minutes later slotting him in the other man’s place. What must he think of her?
And he’d watched them the whole time!
She groaned and rubbed her forehead. Outrageous. Thank God the scruffy devil worked below decks. She need never see him during the cruise. The Sea Sapphire was a big ship. The Western Caribbean was even bigger and would offer wide berth between sightings.
She wanted roses and romance on this cruise, and she wasn’t going to apologize to him, or anyone else, for it.
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