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gear,” Susan said, taking charge, and Candy was
grateful for Susan’s confidence.
    They
reached Candy’s cabin.     “I’ll meet you back here.   My cabin’s a bit further up,” Susan said.
    “Okay.”   Candy walked inside.
    The
cabin was decorated in cream and gold and looked every bit the stateroom.   It wasn’t a big cabin but it seemed a world
away from her home in Sydney.  
    She
located her chocolate-brown ruffled bathers, quickly changed, and looked in the
mirror.   Not too bad.
    She
ran a hand over her flat stomach.   In a
perfect world she would have had babies by now.   She frowned and shook her head.   She was here to enjoy herself.    She wasn’t going to think about what might have been.      
    One
tug and her black, patterned sarong was tied around
her hips.   There was a knock on the door
and she quickly opened it.   Susan stood
there.   “That was quick.”   She grabbed her things and closed the door
behind her.  
    “We
won’t get much sun if we dawdle too long,” Susan remarked, and Candy nodded in
agreement.
      On deck, the huge pool was surrounded by
bright yellow umbrellas and blue-striped deck chairs, and there were people
everywhere.     
    The
wind swept Candy’s hair into the air and she thought of the man who had rescued
her hat.   ‘Hunk’ was an understatement.  
    They
moved closer to the smaller pool that was more secluded and near the bar.
    The
sun-bronzed, dark-haired barman smiled at her.   “Would you like a drink, Madam?”   His name tag said ‘Dominic’.   Definitely Latin.
    “Ooh,
yes.   Two of those,” Susan said and
pointed to the cocktail glass of another passenger.   
    Was
it too early for alcohol?   Candy shrugged
and sat on a barstool.   She watched as
the barman concocted their drinks.   “He’s
got talent,” Susan remarked, giving her a nudge, and Candy smiled at her
exuberance.   
    “With
the ship’s compliments,” Dominic said smoothly, placing the drinks before
them.  
    Candy
smiled nervously and quickly took a sip.   The fruity cocktail tingled on her tongue and she watched the barman
serve another customer.   
    “He’s
cute,” Susan whispered.   Candy had to
agree.  
    Dominic
caught her looking at him and grinned.   She felt her stomach do a somersault.   Was he flirting with her?   He gave
her a wink.   Oh, God, she needed a few
more drinks before she could do this, and it was way too early for that.
    “I
think he likes you,” Susan said.
    Candy
gulped down her drink and placed the empty glass on the bar.   “I’m going for a swim.   I’ll see you later.”
    Susan
looked stunned.   “Okay.”   She turned her attention to the man beside
her.
    Candy
walked quickly away from the bar.  
    The
sun was low in the sky but still shone brilliantly.   She glanced briefly at Susan who appeared at ease
while conversing with a stranger, and she blew out a breath.   How was she ever going to meet anyone if she
couldn’t even speak?   She was an
intelligent woman.   A marketing consultant,
for goodness sake, and her job was all about talking to clients.   What the hell was wrong with her?   She sighed, knowing the answer to that.   Her failed marriage had devastated her and
erased her confidence.  
    Well,
she wasn’t going to sit around and waste her time on this glorious ship.   She untied her sarong, walked over to the
pool’s edge, and jumped in .  
    Oh!  
    The
water was colder than she expected but it still felt wonderful on her
skin.   Exhilarating.  
    When
the sun dipped lower in the sky, Candy climbed out of the pool.   She squeezed her damp hair, made her way back
to her chair, then dried herself.
    A
loud wolf-whistle resonated along the deck and she looked up to see a group of
men.   As one of the men started walking
in her direction, she quickly wrapped the towel around her.   What did he want?
    He
moved closer.   He was about six-feet
tall, reasonably good-looking with