Page 49 of Sail Away
“I don’t have the answers to those questions. But I do have an idea.”
“What’s that?”
“Callie.”
Reid tilted his head. “That’s not an idea. That’s your sister-in-law.”
“Aren’t you cute?” She patted his cheek. “Jag said it’s perfectly legal for Sally to do what she’s doing because you own the company. The contract you have with your employees states anything on those servers becomes the company’s property, and you and Preston have legal access.”
“I love listening to you talk, but get to the point.”
“Hire Callie.”
“I’m one step ahead of you. She’s already got her nose in all of this. It was Jag’s idea. I forgot to tell you.”
She smacked his chest. “Don’t forget shit like that. It pisses me off.”
“I know.” He chuckled.
“I don’t find that funny.” Wrapping her arms around his strong frame, she went in for one more kiss. All she wanted to do was get off this yacht and take him out on her sailboat and disappear for a week. If they got through this and he decided to stick around, she’d ask him to do it.
What did she have to lose?
“Go get some sleep,” he whispered. “And be careful.”
“You, too. And act normal. Even around Jim.”
“That’s going to be impossible when I want to string him up by his balls.”
“When this is over, you’ll have to wait in line.” She snuck out of the guest room, and as quickly as possible, made her way down to the crew cabins. Just as she rounded the corner in the mess hall, she ran into Craig.
“Hey, what are you doing up?” he asked as he poured himself a cup of coffee.
“Couldn’t sleep. Are you headed up to anchor watch?”
“Shift starts at four, and we know how cranky Bradley gets if you’re not there like five minutes early.” He waved his coffee and headed back up the stairs.
Darcie snagged a bottle of water from the fridge and scurried down the hall. She pushed open the door and pulled it closed, gently.
It clicked.
Milia sighed and rolled. “What time is it?”
“Late.” Darcie plugged in her cell and got between the sheets on the bottom bunk.
Four hours of sleep. That’s all she needed.
“I tried waiting up for you,” Milia said.
“Sorry. I got preoccupied.” Oh God. The last thing she needed was girl-bonding time.
“That’s okay. But I want to talk to you about something,” Milia said. “How would Jim know Preston?”
She blinked her eyes open. “He wouldn’t. Not that I know of, why?”
“I saw them in an intense discussion right before I went to bed. I wouldn’t have thought it strange, but everything about this charter feels wrong.” Milia leaned over the side of the top bunk. “Kim said the captain is acting very weird, and not in a good way considering they just got engaged. I know you probably don’t want to hear about that or talk about it, but you’ve known Jim a long time, and Kim is not only worried about him, she’s also concerned that something is wrong.”
Right. Kim is just realizing that her fiancé has a wandering eye. “If she’s worried about me, tell her she’s got nothing to be jealous of. But I still stand by what I said about Jim. He’s a slime, and I should have known. He’s done it to every woman I’ve ever known him to date.”
