age as me. He came by the club and we struck up a conversation. He was a lonely old man. I never slept with him and he never asked me to.” Vic held up his hands. “I wasn’t going to say anything.” But he had been thinking it. What kind of man gives a beautiful young woman a fucking boat without there being some kind of benefit to him? “Well, he died a year ago and left his boat to me. I wasn’t going to accept it but his daughter and I had became really good friends and she insisted that I take the boat.” “What about the island? Did he leave that to you too?” Dan asked, his interest building. “No. The island is owned by his daughter, Jan. It is set up as a private island for friends and family to use. I was included in the short list that gets to use it.” “How much longer before we get to the island?” Vic asked as he leaned against the railing. “Maybe two hours, if the water remains calm like this.” “Two hours? I’m going to take a nap then.” Dan stood up and squeezed past Vic. Vic grabbed his arm and stopped him. “Don’t try to get off the boat. I’ll find you and make you sorry,” Vic warned him. Dan looked around, seeing nothing but water. “Where the hell would I go? I’m not stupid.” He jerked his arm away and descended down the steps to the salon. Vic took the seat that was now vacant next to Lexi. He watched her driving the boat expertly, her long blonde hair flowing in the wind. She had a pair of dark sunglasses on. He hated that she wore them because he couldn’t look into her pretty blue eyes. She spoke into the autopilot guidance system giving the coordinates and the speed. When she was done she turned in her chair to look at him. “The autopilot will take us the rest of the way. I’m going to go down to change then to the galley to fix something to eat.” She hesitated before moving. “I just wanted to say… thanks.” “For what?” He looked at her, confused. “Saving my life. I didn’t get a chance to say it before.” “I wish we could have gotten to you sooner, before they hurt you. How are your cuts? Do you need me to reapply the ointment?” His eyes sparkled at her. She gave him a half-smile. “You’re such a man, even a Decaros man is constantly thinking about getting a girl naked.” “Can’t blame me for trying.” She shook her head and laughed. “I’ve got some ointment downstairs. I’ll reapply when I change. I’ll let you know when lunch is ready.” ***** She went down to the galley and checked the cabinets. She had some canned items and boxed spaghetti. She felt sweat running down her back, under the leather jacket she was wearing. Even though it was still early in the morning, it was too hot for her to be fully covered like this. Good thing she kept a supply of clothes on the boat. Lexi walked to the master bedroom and found the door closed. She opened it up and frowned. What the hell? Dan had gone to her master bedroom to lie down. He was snoring up a storm. She rolled her eyes. She hadn’t missed that sound once in all the years since they had separated. She opened her dresser drawer and pulled out her red bikini. She went to the bathroom and undressed. She cringed when her leather jacket pulled on her nipples. The cuts were healed but they were still a little bit tender. She applied more healing gel and sighed as it immediately provided relief to the tenderness. If no one else had been on board with her, she would have gone topless, but she needed to keep her head around Vic. She put on her bikini, then grabbed sunblock and a towel. She might be able get a little sun while they were heading to the island. She placed her towel and sunblock down on the table by the couch in the salon and went back down to the galley. She pulled out a pot and filled it with water. Then she set it on the burner to boil. She put the box of spaghetti noodles next to the stove. She didn’t have any spaghetti sauce but she found a can