The Kidnapped Bride: A Patricia Fisher Mystery (Cruise Mysteries Book 2) by Steve Higgs

Author:Steve Higgs [higgs, steve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-30T16:00:00+00:00

Dinner

It was some time later when I awoke, making a snorting noise that startled me back to consciousness. Thankful that I was alone for my diabolical snoring, I stared out of my expansive window to appreciate the view. The sun had dipped and the bright sunlight that filled my suite when I sat down, was now reduced to a soft glow as the orange sun floated a few inches above the horizon. It was breathtakingly beautiful.

A polite cough came from across the room. I spun my head around in shock, terrified that I had uninvited guests again, then, to my relief, saw that it was my two appointed bodyguards, Baker and Schneider. How long had they been sitting there waiting patiently for me to wake up while serenading them with my snoring cacophony. As my cheeks flushed, I was glad they probably couldn’t see me in the dim light.

‘Will you be taking dinner, Mrs Fisher?’ Baker asked.

‘Dinner? I think I will just eat here,’ I replied sleepily. Then I remembered my broken oven. I would be going out for dinner after all. I checked my watch to find that I had been asleep for two hours. I felt groggy and had to stifle a yawn as I stood up, one hand over my mouth and my eyes shut so that I almost lost balance and fell.

Twenty minutes later, with a swipe of lippy to compliment my tan, I left my bedroom to find my two white-uniformed escorts waiting for me in my living area. They were already standing and had their hats tucked neatly under their right arms. They looked ready to go, so I started walking toward the door that led out of the suite.

‘I’ll go ahead, Mrs Fisher,’ said Baker as he slipped by me to get out the door first. ‘Where is it that you would like to go?’ he asked.

It was a good question but when I started to think about what I wanted to eat I remembered that the two gentlemen with me hadn’t eaten either to my knowledge. ‘Have you had dinner?’ I asked.

‘No, ma’am,’ they replied automatically and in unison.

‘Then please tell me what cuisine appeals to you. I will be happy with whatever you pick.’

They appeared surprised to be given the opportunity to choose, but their decision required only the briefest glance to pass between them. Then they both grinned and once again in unison said, ‘Pizza!’

I laughed at them. ‘Pizza it is. Do you have a favourite place?’ I knew there was more than one place to get pizza on board.

Baker and Schneider led me to an elevator and down four decks to a mezzanine area where several of the ship’s most intimate dining experiences could be had. I had eaten here twice but never at the cute Italian place they took me to. The mezzanine was set out to resemble a village square with shops and restaurants. There were chairs outside the restaurants where many guests were drinking wine and enjoying the food.

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