W͟i͟n͟t͟e͟r͟Blake's hand tightens around mine, his palm sweating. For a moment I second guess myself, thinking it's probably not a good idea considering he could be a serial killer. I quickly shake off my doubt. Honestly, I could care less whether or not he is. Death and sex sound equally inviting although I'd prefer sex. The corner of my mouth twitches. At least I'd die happy.He stops abruptly, causing me to run into his back. I wince, hoping I didn't hurt him. "Sorry," I apologize, feeling sheepish. He chuckles and I realize that we're at the door of his cabin. And... I glance around the hallway, realizing we're in one with no other doors. He's digging in his pockets, looking for something."Uhhh..." He looks over his shoulder at me. "You ok?" I nervously shift my weight to my other foot. "There aren't any other cabins here." He chuckles. "I wanted to have some privacy and this is about as private as you can get on a ship that you share with 1,000 people," he says dryly.He
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