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“Then I think we’re in for a really fun night.”
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Somehow, in the haze of her post-climax buzz, Cammie found her way through the maze of decks to her cabin. It was too early for anyone to be out and about. Even the crew was virtually non-existent at three a.m. Cammie was very much looking forward to pouring herself into bed and sleeping the rest of the morning away. Breakfast be damned. Her appetite had been satiated already—repeatedly, in fact.
She slipped her key card into the reader, thankful when it beeped without a fuss, then slipped quietly into her room. The view of the ocean and how it kissed the star-infused night sky was breathtaking. Cammie didn’t bother turning on the lights. She could see the bed and that was the only destination she had in mind.
She took a few steps then stumbled, her foot catching on something solid next to the bed. Luckily, she braced herself on the night table so she didn’t hit the floor.
“What the…?” She flicked on the light and shifted an annoyed look to whatever had tripped her.
Then she choked on a scream.
Lying next to her bed, on the floor, was a man. He was on his back, his face slack, his mouth gaping and his eyes wide and vacant.
He was clearly, very definitely dead.
