Chapter Three
In The Heat Of The Sun
When I awakened from my heavy slumber, it was nearly twenty-four hours later. I was notably naked, with a single sheet covering me. My door was ajar and lying on a chair beside the bed was a blue bikini bottom with a note.
“When you’ve freshened up, join us on deck. S.”
I searched my room for my suitcase, the clothes I’d packed, a robe, the green dress… anything. But everything was missing except my toiletries, which were conveniently sitting on a counter by the sink.
I got the message, even though I was back to fighting fate. I wasn’t about to join anyone on the deck of a ship wearing nothing but the bottom of a string bikini.
I did take the time to freshen up and reapply my makeup. And while I was washing away the sweat from a night of s*x, I
