Steamy Encounters
I couldn't say it was a mistake, entering the wrong door. That's what I'd tell myself later, when my heart stopped hammering, and I had to explain why I'd disappeared from the galley for twenty minutes. I knew who was in there before I walked in because I had seen him enter. That handsome man I had been deliberately flirting with whenever I showed up had just stepped in, and I freaking knew what I would find when I stepped into that place.
The men's restroom on the Jack Storm smelled like lemon and stale cologne. It wasn't a familiar scent, as I hadn't been to this part before. I always went to the women's because I freaking had no business here. Well, until tonight, when someone caught my a
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