Page 136 of You Kissed Me First

Setting his phone on the nightstand next to mine, he turns to me. “Come lie with me.”

As I climb into bed, I hear his phone vibrating. “Your phone is making noise.”

He grumbles, “I turned it off Airplane Mode. Ignore it.”

Reaching out, I grab my phone, turning Airplane Mode off as well. Then I turn mine on silent.

After several minutes, I can feel Dominic fall asleep against me.

His phone keeps vibrating, making it hard for me to ignore along with the loud noises coming from the ship. So I grab his phone, clicking the volume button to put it on silent.

I wish I didn’t look at the screen. I really do.

My blood runs cold.

Sasha: Are we still meeting up tonight?

If it were just the words, I would brush it off, but the eggplant and water emoji tells me this is more than a friend.

Of course he would have a girl lined up to fuck after a cruise. He said he wasn’t planning to get laid on here.

Is it because he has a girl back home?

Slipping out from under his arm, I move to sit on the couch.

I can feel myself growing more and more irritable. To the point that I want to grab my suitcase and take Barrett up on his offer to stay in his room for the several hours we have left.

It’s illogical. I’m being irrational.

Yet when my hormones are at such a high, I can’t stop myself.

Changing quickly, I shove my sleep clothes into my bag. I hesitate when I realize it’s his T-shirt. I’ve been sleeping in it most of the trip, so I’ve started thinking of it as mine.

Shaking off the thought, I shove it in my bag too.

Fuck him.

Then I grab a jacket, slipping on my shoes before leaving the room.

It’s three in the morning, so no one is out and about. There’s nowhere to get food, but thankfully I find an employee willing to grab me a cup of coffee.

Once I have it, I make my way to the upper deck and find a chair at the back of the ship.

I don’t know why, but I want to hide. I hadn’t even realized this seating area was here.

Blowing out a breath, I sit there and let my mind mull over my life.

These two weeks have been a vacation from reality.

When I step off this ship, I have to go back to my apartment and start packing. I hadn’t told Nessa yet, but after losing my job, I can’t afford it anymore.

Mom and Dad have agreed to let me come back home. They also agreed not to say anything to Nessa until after her wedding.

I sigh when I think of the wedding.

Everyone else is leaving for St. Augustine tomorrow, but I’m putting it off for two days. The wedding is Saturday and while I know my sister wants me there to help her before the wedding, I have too much to do at home.

Then there is the issue of Dominic.

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