Page 149 of Ship Outta Luck

“Get a room, Legarde!” one of them shouts, barely audible over the sound of the equipment.

Heat floods my cheeks, and I look back to Dean. “Well, it’s not a terrible idea.”

His thumb strokes over my cheek. “We’re going to finally have that date. How it ends? That’s up to you.”

“I can think of a few ways we could end the date.” I wrap my legs around him, and that rich baritone laugh rings out against my ear.

“I like where your head’s at, Dr. Legarde.”

“Then you’ll love where it’s at later.” I draw back, heart hammering in my chest, and manage a saucy wink, ruined by the tears moistening my eyes.

Dean’s eyes are soft, his cocky grin firmly in place. “Come on, June, let’s get you something to eat. I know a place we can get some killer margaritas.”

Another laugh. “Sounds perfect.”

I finally untangle my legs from around him and we swim slowly, hand in hand, towards my shiny new boat, theFather’s Pride.

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