Hawaiian Affair (Part 1 of 4) (Hawaiian Affair - 30 days to sign the deal - and stay out of love) Read Free Page B

attack began in earnest, as he took another step towards her down the
gangplank.
    ‘Did
you want something bigger?’ he asked. The shorts were dangerously near, now.
His thighs getting closer. Eye-level thighs.   
    OH
MY GOD. He’s talking about his crotch. Is he talking about his crotch?
    After
all, there was only about two feet and a layer of denim in between it and her…
what should she say? What should she say? The first thing she should do ,
is stop looking at it. She quickly averted her eyes to the right.
    Oh
God it looks plenty big enough ,
she thought to herself, as she struggled not to look back but couldn’t help it.
After all, it had been so long since she’d actually seen a naked man…
    Stop
it Sadie , she told
herself. Being six hundred miles from home might mean you can go
‘pretend-shopping’ for a boat... but you cannot go home with a member of crew
rolled up and tucked under your arm like the rug you bought in Turkey.
    Turkey
- that was the last time she went abroad alone, after the break up with Stuart.
God, was that really four years ago?
    She
blinked her eyes – the whole marina seemed just a little out of focus. She’d
better not be getting ill. Damn travel tablets on an empty stomach. And damn
the tiny canapés - rich people at boat viewings obviously don’t eat. And damn
the expensive perfumes wafting through the air, mixed with coconut sun cream
and decadence - a world away from her normal life.  And Sadie was rapidly
becoming a world away from her normal self.
    ‘It’s big enough,’ she said finally, unable to stop the words coming out - what was it about this man?! And then, there it was - ‘It’s just not long enough...’
    Why,
Sadie? Why did you say that? You know you’re just teasing him . Was this her cobweb-covered
alter-ego coming out to play?
    Oh,
it was there all right, it had happened before. One night a good-looking
policeman knocked on her door – to ask if she’d seen anything suspicious
because a neighbour’s house had been broken into. What did she do? She invited
him in and asked to see his truncheon.
    With
Hot Boat Guy standing there just a few feet away, Sadie felt ‘single-girl
mischief’ rising up in her belly, stirring memories that felt alien but so, so
delicious.
    And
then it hit her.
    I’ll
never see him again, so what the heck.
    She
smirked.
    It
didn’t go unnoticed by Hot Boat Guy.
    His
eyebrow raised, the corner of his mouth flickered, and a slow, languorous grin
spread across his face. Sadie was captivated by his face. Lived-in, but with an
air of intrigue. Tanned, no doubt from working at sea, but what stories could
it tell? Deep blue eyes and thick blonde-ish hair. In another life, another
lifestyle, he could have been a Bond guy. With better cheek bones…
    She
snapped herself out of it as the importance of this trip came ricocheting back
into her head and smacked her between the eyes. Sadly, there could be no
renaissance for her neglected libido - not on this trip. In fact, not on any trip till long after the girls had gone to Uni. Not until she’d proved to
herself and everyone else that she could make it on her own. That’s what Sensible
Sadie said she should do. Or her mother did. Frequently. 
    ‘So…’
    ‘So?’
he asked.
    ‘So
- which way do I go to get out?’ There was a change in her tone, and he looked
like he noticed it.
    ‘Same
way as you came in.’
    ‘OK
thanks. Nice to meet you! Bye then.’ Sadie walked off – and that was that.
    What
a wasted opportunity, what a shame ,
she thought to herself. Maybe, if I come back tomorrow after the meeting, he
might still be here. Or he’ll have sailed away on the morning tide. She
looked back and he was still smiling - just smiling - and watching. No, nothing
for it, but to keep walking.
    And
walking.
    And
a bit more with the walking. Until…
    Ooops.
    Until
she realised she was going the wrong way and had to turn right around and go right
back again.
    ‘That
wasn’t the way I