Justin could not believe he’d been saddled with the one female on the cruise that required special assistance. It was as if he’d attracted women like Iris McLaughlin. Too many giggles and not enough substance.
Maybe it was the tattoos.
Or maybe there had only been one seat left in the audience, he told himself as he steadied her in his arms. “Have you been on a cruise before?” he asked.
Or maybe there had only been one seat left in the audience“Not really,” she said.
“That was a yes or no question.”
“No,” she said, stepping back and brushing something invisible from her blouse. She wasn’t dressed properly for a cruise either. Who wore heels and a pencil skirt to sail around for fourteen days?
“Why now?”
“I always reward my top two employees of the year,” she said. “This year, they w
