Chapter 11
Nobody was in any hurry to wake up the following morning and by the time Toby and Pete had climbed out of bed after a brief and furtive lovemaking session, the sun was high in a clear blue sky.
They showered before dressing. Pete pulled on a T-shirt and a pair of shorts, but Toby was happy just to wear his Speedos.
“I hope there’s some breakfast left,” said Toby, who felt a void where his stomach had once been.
“Course there will,” said Pete. “And if there isn’t, I’ve got somethin’ ya can eat.”
Toby laughed as Pete grabbed his crotch.
“Not leftovers again,” moaned Toby jokingly.
The playful retort left Pete speechless and Toby took the opportunity to head for the galley.
On the way he heard voices coming from the upper deck and footsteps; too many for them to belong to t
