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that once she was Mrs. Andrew Blessingame her financial problems would be over. She couldn’t believe she had let the spat with Drew escalate to the point where he had broken their engagement. Sometimes her temper got the better of her. It was one of the more stupid things she had ever done. And that little bitch, his second administrative assistant for God’s sake, had caused the whole thing. If she had only put Eugenia’s call through in the first place, he might have been momentarily annoyed at being interrupted, but they would not have had the fierce argument that had erupted when she had barged into his office on a tear. That scene had apparently been the last straw. She had thought she had a better grasp on Drew’s balls than she apparently did. Now, she had to try and figure out how to fix it. Letting a catch like Drew Blessingame get out of her clutches was not an option. After all, how many bona fide billionaires fell into a girl’s lap in one lifetime?
    Well, she could book an early flight to Miami tonight, rent a car, and drive to Key West. She was sure she could talk her way aboard the Golden Dolphin before it left port. After all, she had been on the passenger list until a few days ago, and for all she knew, she still was. Eugenia was sure that if she could get Drew back in bed, she could have him back under her spell. And this time she wouldn’t fuck it up. She would be unerringly sweet and contrite about their fight, and she wouldn’t say a word about the little bitch…for now. Eugenia’s ice-blue eyes narrowed. Ms. Ivorie James was in for a surprise at some point. Eugenia never forgot a slight.
     
     
     
     

Chapter Seven
     
    The Golden Dolphin , Key West Harbor, Key West, Florida, October 6, 2013—Sunday Morning, Day One of the Cruise
     
    Ivorie knocked on Drew’s door promptly at ten o’clock. He was still in one of the white terrycloth bathrobes, which was hanging temptingly open when he opened the door. Thank goodness he had a bathing suit on beneath the robe—skimpy though it was. When she stepped inside the opulent Master Suite, she could see that breakfast had been set out on the deck, and the steward was just about to wheel his cart out into the passageway.
    Ivorie felt herself blushing as the memory of her after-dinner activities last night came back to her mind. If he only knew the fantasy she had entertained in her bathtub. If he noticed her blush at all, hopefully he would think it was because he was still in his robe, which was possible but unlikely. Drew was too astute for that.
    “Great. Breakfast is here. I’m starved.” She tried to hurry off toward the doors to the deck, but Drew pulled her up short.
    “What’s up, Ivorie? You seem nervous. I thought we got that out of the way last night.”
    “It’s nothing.” She scanned the expanse of his cleanly waxed, muscular chest and blushed some more. I have to get a grip. This simply will not do . “What did you order for breakfast?”
    “You seem very interested in food for a girl who ordered a steak-and-potato for dinner last night. Ahh…I think I see. Let’s get this out of the way.” He pulled her up against his glorious naked chest and kissed her. Hard. Right on the mouth. Oh my God . It was even better than her wildest fantasies. A sizzle of hyperawareness skittered up her spine then directly back down and zapped her pussy. That was her last thought as she sank into the kiss and reality drifted away as if on a breeze. He plundered her mouth, and his tongue swept away all of her inhibitions. Her last conscious thought was Wow! Can he ever kiss .
    When they came up for air, he said, “Nice. Very nice. I’ve wanted to do that since last night. That little peck on the cheek didn’t do it for me. Now that that’s out of the way, do you think you can settle down?”
    She was slightly miffed at his smug attitude and said stiffly, “I think I can manage, Mr. Blessingame.”
    “Drew. The next time I have to tell you,