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“Tate,” Reed whispered and closed his eyes. “Baby.”
Oh boy.
It didn’t take a genius to figure out that Tate was the reason Reed was shit-faced. The guy must be in love with his best friend. I couldn’t understand it myself. Sounded painful as feck, so, no thanks.
Charlie re-entered the room, placed the trash can on the floor beside the bed and slipped a glass of water on the nightstand. Then he pulled a bottle of meds out of his pocket and set it near the water.
“I think he’s good. Or, as good as he’s gonna get,” Charlie sighed and looked at Reed, who was now out cold and snoring. “Thank you.”
“No worries. Does that happen often?” I asked as we headed out of the room.
Charlie closed the door quietly behind us. “Drunk guests?”
We headed back down the hallway.
“No, I mean, y-you know, the guests coming on to you.”
I could feel my face flush as I stammered over my words.
“He was just running his mouth.” Charlie rolled his eyes. “But I’ve worked on other ships where guests got handsy. I dealt with it.”
“You shouldn’t have to. If you want, I can teach you some moves that will incapacitate someone.”
Charlie smiled. “That sounds dangerous.”
“Nah. I was an MMA fighter until two years ago and I can tell you that a lot of my martial arts training was about learning how to disarm an attacker. You got a right to defend yourself.”
“MMA? Wow. You’re gonna teach me badass moves?”
My blush deepened. “I never thought of it that way. But yeah, happy to.”
“Cool. A former fighter and now a bodyguard. Do you like your job?”
I nodded, surprised, and pleased that he’d asked me. Most people didn’t bother. “It suits me for now. I’ve got a knack for sensing trouble.”
Charlie looked up at me with those big blue eyes and nudged me with his shoulder.
“Trouble, huh?”
Charlie’s dimpled grin told me I didn’t know the half of it.
CHAPTER1
CHARLIE
A MONTH AGO
I’d just slipped into my bunk, ready to finally get some rest, when my phone buzzed.
The sound kickstarted my heart and my adrenaline along with it. It was doing that a lot lately.
Every time a certain bodyguard texted me.
Kiernan was back in Ireland, and I was on my way home to Florida, but we’d been in touch every day. We’d become fast friends since Thailand. There was something about the strong, silent type that drew me in like a moth to a fucking flame. I loved to flirt and tease a response out of him.
Maybe too much.
Kiernan: You up?
