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“You’re a perv.”

“Yep.”

“Stop looking at me and get dressed. You have a busy day planned for us, and I intend to enjoy it all, so I can sleep like a rock tonight.”

“I’m sure I can help tire you out if the fun, sun and island pub crawl don’t do it.”

“Maybe—and this is just a suggestion—you should dial it down a couple notches.”

“Mmm…no. This is part of the cavemen, and we’ve already established he can’t be dialed back.” He tossed back his sheet and pretty much vaulted from the table. After a quick press of lips to my temple, sending a shiver of pleasure down my spine, he scooped up his shirt and shoes then left the cabana. I waited a few moments then slipped off my own table, got dressed and joined him.

Fray grabbed my hand, twining our fingers. “Off to get our buzz on and explore.”

“After you—and I’m not getting drunk.”

He leaned in and kissed me, and I realized he’d been pretty free with them today. And I’d let him…enjoying his lips way too much.

“Of course, you’re not,” he agreed. “That would ruin tonight’s fun.”

Tonight’s fun? What?

Seven

Fray

“Shall I get you another Mai Tai?” I whispered in Emerson’s ear as we entered the ship’s casino.

“No, thank you,” Little Miss I’m Not Getting Drunk stated firmly, pretending not to sway on my arm. “I believe I’ve had enough.”

“I believe the fact we left the cabin is proof to the contrary,” I teased her.

“Were you trying to get me drunk to take advantage of me?” she accused, keeping her tone light as if to assure me she was kidding.

“Do I have to?” I asked.

I watched heat darken her gaze and couldn’t resist dipping low for a kiss. She’d allowed me that pleasure all day, and I wasn’t about to give up repeating it as often as possible. Her lips were like the sweetest elixir, candy to my senses, and I hadn’t needed a drop of alcohol to feel punch drunk every time I’d tasted her.

“I’m not a big gambler,” Emerson said as we walked the floor.

“That’s okay,” I assured her. “It’s just play money.”

She shot me a sideways glance, which I ignored.

I’d already purchased the chips while I’d wandered the ship yesterday, waiting for Emerson to get settled in the room. That meant I didn’t have to go through the ritual of exchanging wads of cash in front of her. It was one thing to spend money on things that brought her pleasure. It was another to flaunt my finances in front of her. She knew I was a billionaire—or wealthy, at least—but I was trying to keep that part of me as low key as possible, without pretending to be someone I wasn’t.

“How about roulette?” I asked, steering her toward the large wheel. “How are you with odds?”

“Really good actually,” she said. “Your best odds right now would be to put your chips back in your pocket and return to the room.”

I stared at her, wondering if she realized what she was implying with that innocent statement. She was looking around the casino, so I didn’t believe she did. But it wasn’t fair of her to tease me.

I leaned close to her ear and whispered, “Em, if you’re telling me I’d be luckier in our room than I would be here, I will grab you fireman style and make you prove it.”

Her cheeks flushed as her wide eyes met my gaze. Her hand shook as she reached up to touch my face. Leaning forward, she kissed me softly.

“I don’t mean to be a tease,” she said. “I promise.”

“I know,” I assured her. “And I would never push you into anything you aren’t ready for. Let’s just have fun tonight.”

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