Finding Mr. Right by Gwynne Forster

Author:Gwynne Forster
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kimani Press
Published: 2009-09-21T16:00:00+00:00

After the safety instructions, they explored the boat. “Gosh, that’s a frozen yogurt dispenser,” she said to Byron when the turned a corner to walk up the stairs. He asked if she wanted some. “Do they have strawberry or lemon?”

“Lemon.” He piled a cone high with frozen lemon yogurt, wrapped a napkin around the bottom of it and handed it to her.

“You mean I can just come here and get it whenever I want it? Just like that? She snapped the fingers of her right hand. “Gosh. That’s fantastic.”

“You can find something to eat twenty-four/seven. So don’t get carried away.”

“Not to worry. I’m not going to gain so much that I can’t get into my clothes.” She savored the creamy delight. “This is so good. Where are we going now?”

“To the bar, and then to the top deck to see the boat pull away from shore.” She could hardly contain her excitement.

“After dinner, we can do karaoke, line dancing to a country music band, see an old Sidney Poitier movie or sit in the lounge and talk, since I assume you’re not interested in throwing your money away in the gaming rooms.”

“Oh, I’m willing to give away five dollars, but not a penny more.” He asked her how she managed that. “I change a five dollar bill. I go to the slots. If I win five dollars, I put the five dollars back in my pocket and play with what I won. If I lose all of that, I tell the slot machines bye-bye. I do not go back in my pocketbook for more money.”

They sat at a bistro table in the corner of the lounge, and she became aware that she didn’t have his full attention. After a while, she noticed that a man who wore the trappings of wealth had focused his attention on her. The man smiled. Simultaneously with her frown, Byron glanced at her.

“Have you ever seen that man before?” he asked her.

“No, I haven’t. Let’s go.”

Byron crossed his left knee with his right ankle and leaned back in the chair. “I’m not ready to leave, Tyra, but don’t get nervous. I can hold my own with any man, and if that one is smart, he’ll find a woman of his own and ogle her.”

He could tell her not to be nervous, but with that feral expression on his face, he had the bearing of a man ready to pounce. She knew that Byron’s type of man wouldn’t let another crowd his woman and that he wouldn’t let another man fool around in his space. She hoped the man wouldn’t challenge Byron, because she didn’t think he’d back down.

“Byron, I’m getting sick. Come go with me to the women’s room. Please!”

He stood, helped her up and put an arm around her. “I saw one around the corner.” She went into the woman’s room, leaned against the counter and her breathing came faster and faster.

“Are you all right?” a woman asked her.

“Just a little nervous. I’ll be fine.

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