Swallow it Down - Addison Cain Page 0,41

woman’s well-done facelift. “I don’t know where you think you get off!”

“You’re even lying to yourself, Eugenia.” Joan sipped from her glass. “I’ve seen the way you look at him.”

“Yeah. Like I’m planning his murder.”

“I’ve seen you two sneak off together.”

“To argue.”

Mirroring the sass, the obstinance, and the tone, Joan laid it all out. “Fine. You’re not in love. Tell yourself that if it gets you through the day. But you are good for morale. You cannot imagine the burden that man carries. The responsibility and tough decisions.”

“He’s a sociopath.”

“The pure fact that he loves you and announced it to the entire deck last night contradicts that statement. Sociopaths don’t feel emotion.”

“Okay, then he’s just evil.”

Joan didn’t even try to argue that one. “Only because he has to be.”

“Ha. Gotcha. You agree he’s evil.” Grinning, Eugenia sipped her liquor, feeling cocky, feeling warm. “I win.” And then it sank in. “Wait, did you just say he announced that he loved me to the deck? Has he lost his mind? The women will rebel. Scarlet has it bad for the prick. So does Faith.”

An overgrown eyebrow that would have been perfectly waxed into an arch when salons were on every corner, lifted. “Why do you think I’m drinking today?”

“Should I anticipate more glass in my food?”

“You’re not going to be allowed back to the party. No need to flaunt what the others can’t have.” After an extended sigh, Joan added, “And to be frank, I’m not sure he’d ever let you near the men again.”

“So it’s to be chains and some breeding post on Level 9 after all.”

“There’s an issue with that as well.”

That deserved a snort. “Only one?”

Settling back, legs crossed at the ankle, Joan sighed. “I’m fresh out of chains. Any suggestions on alternatives? Twisty ties?”

It had to have been the vodka; there could not possibly be another reason for the pair of them to burst out laughing as if they were friends.

Toasting, Eugenia raised her glass. “Joan, you’re creepy and dark and… a little bit funny.”

“If you gave him reason to trust you, I bet he’d let you come and go as you please.” An amendment was added, after Joan smacked her lips, “So long as you avoid the men’s decks, for obvious reasons. Reasons we both know I don’t need to spell out.”

“Tempting fate isn’t so wise these days, is it?” Fully aware of what reason might make him trust her, Eugenia tried not to think of the potential sperm-meets-egg moment that may or may not have been taking place inside her. “Not that he’d take a chance on me getting off the boat. We both know I’m not going to be strolling the decks anytime soon, at least without a leash and a muzzle. Did he mention to you that my reward for not burning the boat down after he left was my very own walkies?”

Joan winked. “Woof.”

“Ha-ha, old lady.” Only it wasn’t funny anymore.

“I’m sure he’ll give you the nicest room, a pretty view. I’m also positive you won’t be given a balcony.”

Grin mean, Eugenia gestured to the grandeur of the captain’s suite. “You mean I can’t stay in here? But of course that’s what you mean. That’s why you’re really here, winning me over with alcohol and fresh fruit.” Taking a bite of a juicy strawberry, mouth full, Eugenia was frank about the rest. “He’s not going to like your aspirations one bit.”

Setting down her glass to get down to business, Joan met her eyes. “Will you help me convince him?”

“To keep to the schedule of fucking the Level 15 ladies?” Wow. He would hate having to continue to do his duty to them just as much as they hated, in many cases, doing their duty for the crew. “You have a mean streak, Joan.”

“Baby steps. Change of this sort can’t happen overnight just because the captain wants it to. The girls all want the same thing now. To have one man. The men will want the same. If the crew sees that he’s not faithful, the hurt will be less. Chance of another major incident will decrease.”

“What was the incident?”

“Faith tried to hang herself.”

“That’s… I’m sorry.”

“You won’t have to see it, or talk about it, or know about anything that might happen in this room. And I think we both know he’ll wash up and come right down to you.” Joan’s eyes pointed at a flat belly covered in blue cotton. “To both of you.”

Scratching her cheek as she thought through potential scenarios,

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