Page 25 of Forbidden Fiancé

“What do you mean?” Natalie asked.

“The Bahamas and Paradise Island will not let us dock if there are any sick passengers on board,” I said to Natalie

“Not even if they need medical help?” Natalie asked.

“We can see if we can get a doctor to come on board to assess the patients, but if they do, they will be stuck on the boat with us for the next two weeks,” Hector said.

Natalie leaned back, understanding what was happening. “Can’t we just go back to Florida?”

“There is a possibility they would do the same thing,” I said.

“Are you saying we are going to have to be stuck on the boat for two weeks?” Natalie shot me a look of concern.

“Not if we can get you off the boat before the authorities know that there is an issue,” Hector said.

“What are you suggesting?” I asked him.

“We get you two off the ship. Now,” Hector said.

I turned to look at him and then the captain. “Do you think you can?”

The last thing I wanted was to be stuck on the boat with my family and Natalie. While it might be fun to hide away with her for a few days when everyone else recovered. If it was indeed food poisoning, it wouldn’t last very long. It would then leave us all stranded on the boat. A boat where I would have to play nice with my family all while pretending, I wasn’t with Natalie. It would be torture.

Getting us off the island and to my house was the best option for us. If they had to be stuck on the boat for two weeks, that would give me two weeks with Natalie. My mind immediately thought about all the things I could do with her and to her during that time.

“Tell me you can make it happen,” I looked expectantly at Hector and then Marci.

Marci turned and looked at a screen that had a map and our coordinates. “We are about twenty miles from Paradise Island. We can increase our speed and get you within about five miles within the hour.”

“That should be close enough,” I said.

“What are you thinking?” Natalie said and glared up at me.

I didn’t answer Natalie but looked over at Hector. “Make sure the jet-ski is gassed and ready to go. We should have a few dry packs in storage. I’m going to need those. My phone’s GPS should be enough but let’s get the GPSMAP along just in case.”

“Redundancy is always safer,” Marci added.

“You say you can get us close enough within an hour? Immigration won’t stop us?”

“The plan, or at least what we were thinking, was to get more on the outside of Paradise on the far side of Nassau. It will give you a better shot to your house and would be the easiest and safest from authorities,” Marci said and pointed at the screen.

I looked at it and felt Natalie come up and stand behind me. I could feel her breasts pressed up against my back. It took everything in me to concentrate on the screen and not the incredible woman who was driving me crazy just by standing behind me.

“If you think it will work, let’s do it. I want to be in the water before sundown,” I said.

“Right, sir,” Marci said.

“Of course,” Hector said.

They nodded at Natalie and went to get things prepared. I waited until they were gone and tuned to look at her. I knew she had to be confused and concerned. A lot had happened in the last few minutes, even in the last few hours.

“How much space do you have in the dry bag? How much stuff can I take?” she asked.

“There isn’t a lot, so the essentials. They are toiletries at the house so only take what you can’t live without. As far as clothes. I would prefer you weren’t wearing anything at all.”

“That helps and doesn’t. I’ll go to my cabin and pack up a few things. Where do you want me to meet you?”

“Stay in your cabin. If this is airborne, I don’t want to risk you getting infected too. Also, I don’t want Ethan seeing you with your luggage if we can help it. I’m going to assume he is down like everyone else, but let’s err on the side of caution.”

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