Pleasure Cruise by Mandy M. Roth, Michelle M. Pillow

that would be.” She began ticking points off on her fingers. “Room service. Internet. Gambling. Coffee bar. Sex toy shop. Gym. Spa. Food. Exotic ports.” Then, grinning, she grabbed Clare’s arm. “And an eternally rotating supply of new men!”
    “You’d grow tired of this life fast. You know you like those high-pressure meetings too much.” Clare shook her head and gave a small laugh.
    “But I like rotating supplies of men, too.” Kira pouted impishly.
    Turning to her friend, Clare looked her over. Kira wore a tight leather dress that fit snug to her body, leaving little to the imagination. Clare had to chuckle at the outfit. It was so Kira and if anyone could pull it off, it was her. Suddenly, she scowled. It wasn’t Kira’s short dress that the caused a problem, it was the fact Kira hadn’t managed to lose the two intruders.
    Dominik’s dark eyes were on her, his gaze roaming leisurely over the red silk he’d given her to wear. Her body lurched at the potent heat of his gaze. Shivering, she grabbed Kira’s arm and pulled her along as she walked away.
    “Why did you bring them with you?” Clare asked under her breath, her eyes wide.
    “What?” Kira giggled. “You’re still upset, aren’t you? I thought you might be.”
    “Of course I’m upset! Why wouldn’t I be upset?”
    “Just calm down. We need them to go with us to the director. Look, it appears as though this boring orientation thing is about to start, then we have to report to some muster station thing so one of these ship workers can tell us not to fall off the boat. Afterwards, we’ll have the room assignment matter cleared up. Though I, for one, vote we share the rooms with them.”
    “Kira!” Clare clenched her teeth, grinding them together in an effort not to yell. Just the memory of Dominik’s eyes was doing strange things to her limbs. It was as if her body boiled and melted all at the same time. She could practically feel him behind her, watching, looking, drooling.
    “What?” Kira asked. “It’s not like you have a boyfriend or husband to answer to. Besides, I think Dominik is cute, completely do-able. And he’s funny, seems well-educated. We talked for a long time in my room. Did you know that he can speak seven languages and he’s independently wealthy? He even gives to children’s charities. How cute is that? I knew I got the good guy vibe off of him. And I love how he laces most of his comments with sarcasm. They both do. It’s hilarious and kind of reminds me of you, so you’ll have lots to make fun of together. You should’ve heard him and Cabin Boy going back and forth. I was practically rolling on the floor with laughter.”
    “Kira, I-I don’t want your leftovers, all right? We’ve been through this scenario before. Remember Kevin? He flirted with me to get to you. I fell for it—let him wine, dine and use me. In the end, all he wanted was your number.”
    Kira shook her head. “Kevin was just a confused little boy.”
    “Kira, I swear that you’re my friend and I love you, but you’re seriously pushing your limits with me today.” Clare trembled slightly at Kira’s words.
    Kira had the type of personality that drew people in, made them want to be around her. And even though her friend talked big and was open about her sexuality, she was no whore. She was more discriminating than people thought about whom she gave her body to, or had been until they set foot on the love boat from hell. Clare was jealous about that, but would never let her feelings interfere with the friendship. Kira couldn’t help her magnetic charm.
    “Kira, I—” Clare began, only to have her words cut off as a deep voice drifted from behind. She blinked in confusion, not able to finish the thought.
    “Kira?” an English-accented voice drawled. Clare turned to see her friend’s cabin boy. His long brown hair hung just past his shoulders and he was dressed to impress. He looked completely enamored by Kira and Clare