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It put Charlene right in my arms, where she belongs.
Keeping the privacy screen up for the rest of the way, which is nowhere near long enough, I vow to have her at the nearest opportunity.
“You’re mine, Charlene,” I growl in her ear, breathing in the scent of her hair as I smooth it back from her sweet face, which I greedily kiss again.
“I’ll make you mine properly once we’re on board, then every minute after that.”
Charlene tries to stammer a reply as I groan loudly, her hands running over the bulge at the front of my pants as mine are still exploring her chest, working their way down to the space between her legs, which I can feel is hot through her clothes.
She looks past me suddenly and then I see it.
I see them.
The driver’s about to open the door again and Charlene scoots back over to her side, leaving me wanting nothing else but more of her in my arms, but I feel exposed when the car door swings open.
The bright light reflecting from outside is dazzling, and there’s a whole row of men in uniform, waiting for what looks like some kind of formal reception.
“You have to get out now,” the driver announces apologetically, sticking his head through the door and shrugging.
“The Captain’s waiting.”
Mark wasn’t horsing around when he said the ship was influenced by his company, it’s a V.I.P ticket he’s given me which means the whole bridge crew is out to meet and greet us both, welcoming us aboard before any other passengers. A line up of limos and Hummers behind us with all the other special guests and passengers who paid for the luxury experience tells me we’re the first to board.
Hurriedly straightening the thick bulge in my pants to ride straight up, I help Charlene out of the car, keeping her close and we’re introduced to the captain and his crew.
“Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Bower, Mr. Canning has given me instructions to make sure your stay with us is a special one.”
I feel a growl brewing deep in my throat, but Charlene saves me from making an ass of myself, shaking hands and thanking the Captain for what I think is just ass-kissing.
The upshot is though, as much as I thought we’d be alone all the time, the damned Captain’s put his hand in to have us at dinner, give us a tour of the ship and a whole bunch of other crap that isn’t me claiming and then enjoying what’s rightfully mine.
Pleasing my woman is what I want to be doing, not listening to somebody justify their existence, telling me how they plan to interrupt me for two weeks.
Chapter Seven
Charlene
What I thought was the end of my life is really the beginning.
The screech of tires, my life flashing before my eyes as I think we’re going to be in a fatal car wreck, only to end up safe in Max’s strong alpha male arms.
Better than that, him kissing me finally. It’s not because we’re waiting for that special moment any more, we can’t.
There just isn’t time to wait for things to be ‘just right.’ I need him and I know he wants me more than anything now.
Finally.
It’s not my imagination.
If anything we probably both feel a bit dumb for having let it drag on when we should’ve just dived in. To each other.
I could tell myself I should’ve kissed him at my graduation party a thousand times but it wouldn’t matter.
I’ve kissed him now and I know he wants more than just kisses in the back of a limo.
I put my arm in his as he helps me out of the car, which moves up straight away to let the others behind it move up. There’s a length of red carpet, a special walkway leading up to the ship, which is as tall as a building.
My heart’s doing somersaults. The trip of a lifetime, in style and on the arm of the man who just gave me my first real kiss. Making me vow to myself to give him so much more than that.
My legs are jelly as we walk down the red carpet, being introduced to the Captain and welcomed aboard the ship. I feel way under-dressed for the occasion but Max’s firm hand on the small of my back and his strong arm leading mine make me think about anything but how I look right now.
I only want to be shown to a cabin, anywhere private so we can continue what we started in the car.
“We’ll see you at my table for dinner tonight?” The Captain offers, more or less telling me so. Something he would’ve arranged with my dad, I’m sure. Another way to keep eyes on me while I travel ‘alone.’
But the only thing I want eaten right now isn’t on the ship’s menu, and from the way Max is growling and touching me when he can as we’re shown to our cabins tells me I’m in for more than just a cruise.
