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He snorts. "Not bad for a hothead, huh?"

"You're not a hothead." I lean to his ear. "But it was pretty sexy when you shot those tires out."

He grins. "You liked that, huh?"

"Yep. Too bad I was already in the middle of a panic attack when you did it."

"I thought that one was my fault?"

"Nope. Kalim's."

"Hmmm."

I wiggle my eyebrows. "I have another secret."

"What's that?"

I trace the V on his torso. "You shouldn't compare your V to Miguel's. Yours is my favorite."

"Hey, I gotta give respect to him. He's a beast."

I roll on top of him. "Should I show you how much I love yours?"

My stomach growls.

He reaches for the menu. "Food first. Then you can worship my V all you want."

"What about while we're waiting on the delivery?"

His eyes twinkle. "Well, I wouldn't want you to be bored waiting for food."

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Hunter

All nightand into the morning, Vanessa sleeps without any night terrors. Several times she wakes up. Within seconds, she stirs all the blood in my veins, and we're going at it again.

Jerry drops our breakfast off right as Faron comes by to check on her. "You seem to be doing better today."

"I feel a lot better."

"That's good. Things can come and go, so take it easy and don't think anything is abnormal if you have an episode from time to time."

"I think I'm ready to leave the room."

She's pushing it too fast.

I clear my throat. "Do you think that would be okay? I'm worried about all the people."

"I'll be okay," she insists.

"You can try it. The ship is docking shortly in Jamaica. If you wait a few hours, there will be fewer people on board. It might be a little easier."

She nods. "We'll do that, then."

"The adult section is usually pretty empty once everyone is on land. There's a pool, hot tubs, a full bar, and you can order food."

Vanessa's face lights up. "Fruity frozen drinks. I say we spend the day there!"