Chapter Sixteen
I was close behind Marie as she boarded the boat. So close I almost bumped into her when she stopped after stepping off the gangplank. I had my reasons—mainly that I wanted to be near her, to stop Peter or some other arsehole accosting her. Especially since I was pretty sure I knew what was under her floaty little sundress. Not bloody much, I suspected. And wished.
“Oh my… Wow. Just wow.” She turned to me, her face lit up with happiness and awe, shifting as she realized she was in the way of everyone else trying to get on the yacht. Her next words were aimed at me. “This is just incredible, isn’t it? I’ve never seen anything like it, have you?”
The last thing I wanted to do was look like an arrogant show off by telling her that actually, I’d been on several similar seafa
