Chapter 24: Chapter 24

"Pancakes sound good, but that might make me too bloated when we go to Marseille. I think I'd like scrambled eggs and bacon and maybe some fried potatoes."

"I can cook that."

"No. Not this morning. This morning I want…something else from you." She bit her lower lip and saw his eyes darken.

"Is it my dick that you want?" he asked openly.

Her eyes became hooded. "Yes."

He reached into his pocket and withdrew a sleeve of condoms. "Then you might want to see what I've brought you."

"Oooo!" She grinned.

His brow moved down playfully. "But you're already dressed for Marseilles."

"What? This old thing? Nah, Gio, this is just my walking around the ship clothes." She ran her hands up his shirt. He was dressed in what she was beginning to understand was his 'informal' uniform, black slacks, black shoes, and a white shirt beneath a black jacket.