breaking sweat.”
“No, I don’t mean how long to Port Kelang. I mean how long will it
take to get to the UK?”
“Ah,” Hughes said, finally understanding the question. “That, I don’t
know. I’m sure Arnold will let you know tomorrow.”
“More importantly, how much is it going to cost us?” Gray asked.
“I’ll get mates-rates, but it’ll still be pushing seventy thousand for the
four of you.”
Gray explained his cash situation, but Timmy wasn’t concerned. “Once
you get this all sorted you should be able to get access to your money.
You can pay me back when you do.” Hughes rose from his seat and opened a
small safe built into the wall. He handed an envelope to Gray.
“Here’s five grand. That should keep you going once you get back to
the UK.”
“I don’t know how to thank you,” Gray said. “I really appreciate it.”
“You could thank me by taking a shower before you mess up the sheets in
your cabin,” Hughes smiled.
Vick entered the cabin wearing nothing but her towel. All heads
turned and Gray’s remained fixed on her. She may have looked good in the
jungle, but having scrubbed up she had the presence and beauty of a movie
star. Her damp, blonde hair fell about her shoulders and she smiled at
Gray.
“Shower’s free,” she said. Gray simply nodded, struck dumb by the
vision in front of him. It took him a moment to realise that he was
staring.
“I’ll go next,” he said, averting his gaze.
As he picked up a towel Sonny offered some friendly advice, accompanied by
a huge grin.
“Better make it a cold one.”
Gray shot him a look before disappearing down the hallway. The
bathroom was not as large as he’d expected but it had a spacious shower
stall. He climbed in and turned on the water, letting it soak him for a
few minutes while the heat took some of the stress out of his muscles. By
the time he had washed and shampooed his hair, his body felt relaxed for the
first time in days.
He returned to the main cabin to find that Vick was no longer there.
“She’s gone to bed,” Smart said when he saw Gray. “Timmy told her
where to find some clothes and she turned in.”
“I could do with some myself,” Gray said, and Hughes told him to help
himself from the closet in the master bedroom. After saying his
goodnights, Gray went in search of some shorts and a T-shirt to wear in the
morning, then found the cabin Timmy had assigned him.
He climbed into the bed naked and within moments the rhythmic bobbing of
the boat began rocking him to sleep. What seemed like seconds later he
felt the bed covers move and he sat bolt upright, fully awake. Lying next
to him on the bed was Vick, wearing just a T-shirt which barely extended below
her hips. She smiled at Gray and put an arm around his neck, pulling his
head towards hers. The kiss was long, their tongues exploring
deeply. The love-making that followed was gentle, unrushed, and
afterwards Gray collapsed next to her, spent. Vick placed her head on his
shoulder and ran her finger lazily across his chest. He made to say
something but Vick placed a finger on his lips, relishing the silence.
Within a few minutes he heard the change in her breathing which signaled
the transition to sleep, and he wasn’t long in following her.
Chapter
2
Sunday
April 22 nd 2012
Tom Gray woke to find himself alone in the bed, and for a fleeting moment he
wondered if he had dreamed the events of the previous evening. Those
fears were allayed when Vick opened the cabin door, clearly fresh from the
shower and again wearing nothing but a towel. She stooped and kissed him
on the cheek.
“Good morning. Sleep
well?” She asked.
“Like a log. What time is
it?”
“Two o’clock. Timmy says
we should be in port by eight this evening.”
Gray ran a hand up her leg but she
swatted it away. “Later,” she said with a smile. “I’m starving.”
Vick slipped into a