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now?”
    “Ready to leave so soon? Are we not entertaining enough for you?”
    “Really, Luke? You can’t think of anything more entertaining you’d like to do right now than sipping coffee with a bunch of people staring at you?”
    He smiled as he studied my face. “There are a thousand other things I find more entertaining, and 999 of them include you.”
    “So?”
    He picked up his shot of espresso and poured the whole double-shot into his mouth. “Let’s go.”
    “Only 999? What’s the one thing that doesn’t include me?” I asked, ignoring Lany’s scowl as we exited the café.
    “If I told you I’d have to screw you senseless so you could forget.”
    “That sounds like a risk I’d be willing to take.”
    He opened the car door for me and grabbed my hand before I could sit down. “I like a girl who isn’t afraid to take risks.”
    He kissed my hand then waited for me to climb in before he shut the door. Something had shifted between us. I could feel it in every part of me, vibrating down to my bones, humming like a guitar string in my fingertips. That nagging sense that I was being played.

    When we arrived at Luke’s boat, Captain Craig was there doing stuff I didn’t understand, and this time he didn’t bother leaving Luke and I alone as he had a few days ago. I supposed that meant Luke and I would not be releasing this sexual tension anytime soon and I couldn’t help but feel a bit annoyed with Captain Craig. As he and Luke discussed boat-y things, I had to stop myself from shouting, “Go away, old man!”
    God. This is how it starts. Luke was becoming like a drug and I needed a fix badly.
    When I was a sophomore in high school, I got a crush on my lab partner in Biology class. He would come to my house after school every day so we could make out in my bedroom for exactly two and a half hours before my parents got home. We needed that daily fix more than we needed a good grade. Ryan loved to imitate my dad’s voice to make us think my parents had come home early.
    I pushed aside this memory of my brother as Luke approached me near the ship’s wheel. “What do you need me to do?” I asked, eager for a distraction from my bleak thoughts.
    “I need you to come with me below deck.”
    “With him here?”
    “Not for that.”
    I followed him into the cabin where we’d had the most amazing sex I’d ever had with anyone just three days ago. He moved past the bed toward a small galley kitchen and the voice of the addict in my head told me we could probably sneak in a quickie without Captain Craig catching on.
    “Why don’t you own a yacht? This boat seems a bit small for you,” I asked, as he stopped in the kitchen and began searching through the drawers and cupboards.
    “I don’t want a yacht. This boat was the first thing I bought when I had enough money; even before I bought a car.” He looked up at me from where he was crouched in front of a cabinet. “I lived on this boat for more than a year when I was twenty-one. I love this boat. When I love something, I hold onto it.”
    He finally found what he was searching for and I was glad for the diversion from the awkward silence that followed his last statement.
    “Do you plan to go fishing?”
    He held up the box of fishing tackle and grinned. “ We’re going fishing. Come on.”
    From fucking to fishing. This was not my idea of the perfect date with the perfect billionaire.
    He led me a bit further down the dock to a small speedboat. He climbed in first then reached over, grabbed me around my waist, and lifted me into the boat. Our eyes met as he set me down and I couldn’t take it anymore. I clutched the back of his neck and pulled his face toward me. His lips burned against mine as his arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me off the floor.
    A strange clicking sound interrupted us and he quickly set me down. “Get in the passenger seat,” he ordered me, as I noticed the gaggle of paparazzi waddling down the dock in our