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something also, but this? Wow. Even for Miranda, this is over the top.” Jeremy sat on the bed.
     
Sexy, he was entirely too sexy with the light glistening of moisture on his body waiting for her to lick it off. Oh no. This wouldn’t work. She needed distance. Lots of distance. She sat on the bed with her back to him and focused on her anger at Miranda. “I’m so sorry about this. I shouldn’t have ignored my instincts.”
     
“I have never used a travel agent before. This isn’t quite what I expected,” he said with a bit of nervousness.
     
She turned toward him. “Please don’t turn my sister in—”
     
“Miranda’s your sister?”
     
“I’m afraid so.” She blew out a long breath. “I know what she’s done is as unethical as you can get, but she’s never done anything so…” She couldn’t think of an appropriate synonym for insane that wouldn’t make Miranda sound like the out of control nut she was.
     
“It’s all right, really.” He chuckled. “Miranda is what the young folk call a ‘hot mess.’”
     
“You have noooooo idea. She’s just bad. Has been her whole life. Instead of Miranda, Mama should have named her Manipulative. Don’t get me wrong. She tries to use her powers to better mankind,” she joked to lighten the mood. “But this is too much. She’s gone way past too far.”
     
At a complete loss, she had no idea what to do or say next. Soul mates, every fiber of her being screamed Jeremy was her soul mate, but she’d never considered the possibility of there truly being soul mates. At least not before she had read those dang blasted romance novels. This is all Miranda’s fault.
     
“Marcus has his hands full with her.”
     
“You can say that again.” Exhausted, she lowered her face into her palms. “So how do you know them?”
     
While he explained how he and Marcus had pledged the same fraternity, she thought of the many ways she could get even with her meddling sister. Death was too good for her. No, this had to be something drawn out.
     
“…but I think we should just share the cabin.”
     
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I spaced out for a second.”
     
Pearly whites shone bright and his dimples made an appearance. Sexy and cute equaled dangerous in her calculations. Staying in the cabin with him was a bad idea. A really, really bad idea.
     
“I said, we should share the cabin.”
     
“I don’t think so.”
     
“We are two mature, consenting adults. We shared a bed last night and—”
     
“That was different. I didn’t intend on sleeping with you; I fell asleep.”
     
“I will be on my best behavior. I promise.”
     
“I don’t know.”
     
There went that dimpled smile again. Clothes. The man needed to dress so she could think straight. She had life changing decisions to make, and all she could think about was snatching his towel and ending her five years of celibacy.
     
“First I need to call my beloved sister.” She speed dialed Miranda’s number.
     
“Hey, Saundra. How’s—”
     
“Oh my god!” Saundra said as if she’d been running. “The guy from the plane.” She drew in a staggered breath. “He’s stalking me. He’s a stalker.” She winked at Jeremy and continued her award winning performance.
     
“What? Wait a second.”
     
“No, you don’t understand. He’s been following me. Everywhere I go, he’s there. I’m on my way to security now.”
     
“Wait, wait, wait.”
     
“No, you’re not listening. That guy from the plane has been stalking me since the airport. He followed me to the hotel. He was lurking around my room. How did he find out where my room was? He just entered my cabin on the cruise. I barely got away.”
     
“Slow down. Let me speak.”
     
“I just called to let you know what’s going on in case something happens to me. Have the airlines track down the man in that first class seat I was supposed to be sitting beside.”
     
“But Saundra.”
     
“Oh my god! He’s behind me. I