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I have to admit, she is a cute one. There’s nothing like a baby Labrador.
“I don’t know,” she mumbles. She seems to like her gift.
No.Correction. She seems toloveher gift.
“You can give her a name when you’re ready,” Fedor says, running his hand over the puppy’s round little head. She barely moves, but her tail twitches, shaking her cute behind.
Five minutes on the boat, and that dog already has us bewitched. Kind of like the job Abby is doing on us.
“We’ll have to keep her on a leash so she doesn’t go overboard,” he adds. “Karol is setting up her dog bed in your room.”
Abby nods and continues rocking the puppy.
Then, as if struck by lightning, she perks up with a pretty smile. “I’m going to get some sun. Anyone care to join me?”
She clearly has found at least one way to spend her days, but I am suspicious of her sudden change in temperament. She’s working us. But I can work her right back.
Before Ilya or Fedor can speak up, I answer her invitation. “Hey, the guys have something to do, but I’d like to join you, Abby. Maybe we can go for a swim too.”
Ilya and Fedor throw me a dirty look. Yeah, I just cockblocked them. I don’t give a fuck. I want to spend some time with her and figure out where her head is. And whether she’s going to be a problem.
“Great,” she chirps. “I’ll throw on my bathing suit.”
For a moment, she looks down at the puppy, like she’s not sure what to do with her, and then skips off.
“That was a dick move,” Fedor says with a snort.
“Yup,” I agree. “Sure was.”
A minute later, I knock on Abby’s cabin door and hear her cooing at the puppy. “Hey, come by my room when you’re ready, okay?”
The guys and I have been away for a little more than a week, so I need a moment to settle in while Abby changes.
Back in my room, there isn’t much to do. Karol beat me to it, bless him. He put all my clothes away, and the dirty ones disappeared like they always do, most likely to be returned later today or tomorrow morning.
He is amazing, that man. I trust him with my life. Sometimes I feel badly he waits on me hand and foot. But I also take care of him. He is compensated nicely, and when the day comes for him to retire, he’ll want for nothing.
“Hey, sailor,” Abby says, seductively leaning up against my doorjamb.
I whip around and there she is, suntanned and delicious in the white string bikini we picked up for her.
Damn if living on a boat doesn’t suit this woman well. It might not be exactly what she wants at this moment in her life, but she looks like she was made for the role.
A lot of women would kill to hang out on a yacht all day, sunning themselves and relaxing, without a care in the world. No cooking, cleaning, going to the office. Shit, sounds like a good gig to me.
But not Abby. And that’s what I like about her. She’s not content to sit around on her ass and let someone else foot the bill. Unfortunately, that’s what she has to do right now, given how difficult her dirtbag father is being.
“Damn, baby,” I say, adjusting my trousers, “you look fucking awesome in that. Holy shit.”
Her gaze locks with mine, and she saunters toward me while reaching behind her back. Her bikini top springs open and reveals her lovely tits, pale in contrast to her tan. She boldly stands inches from me and puts my hands on them.
I never complain when a beautiful woman takes her clothes off for me. But something about Abby’s actions feels off. I can’t put it into words, but her zero-to-sixty about-face, when I stop thinking with my little head, feels off.
Sure, she’s a young woman and no doubt has desires. But she was scowling at me and the guys not fifteen minutes ago to the extent that if she had a knife, she might have cut one of us up. So, just because she’s hot as fuck doesn’t mean she can lead me around by my dick. As nice as that might be for a while.
I grab her wrists, and she freezes, the wanton look on her face dissolving into a strange combination of defiance and fear. She tries to jerk out of my grip, only stopping when she realizes her efforts are futile.
“What are you doing, Abby?”
