The Outlaw Series: The Complete Seven-Book Saga by Janney A. L

Author:Janney, A. L.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sparkle Press
Published: 2020-01-25T16:00:00+00:00

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Tuesday, February 6. 2019

The storm lasted two more days. The yacht, named Amnesia, churned north to avoid the worst. Cory and Katie remained in their cabins and hugged the toilet. I stayed with Katie until she physically shoved me out.

“You’re wonderful. But I’m tired of being aware how gross I must look,” she groaned and slammed the door.

Samantha and I sat at the forward rail (bent from the rescue) and took the shattered rain and bow waves directly into our faces. This had to be what cocaine was like. I felt happy and high on subconscious levels traveling all the way back to my childhood. The yacht surged and heaved beneath us, and every motion triggered a positive emotional response. I left the bow for food and rest only. Samantha did not. She slept with her feet dangling, soaked with most of the ocean and smiling pleasantly in her sleep.

We still hadn’t met our captain. Pacific never left the wheel. She waved at us a couple times, her brilliant smile piercing the deluge, and screamed in delight when her boat went up and over aggressive waves. She had two stewards, polite middle-aged men, who helped us stow our bags and find food. But even these two felt the storm’s effects and they stayed below.

Only Infected were insane enough to brave this storm, apparently.

The seas leveled the second day, and our captain finally relented. She handed the cockpit over to a steward and disappeared, indulging in a much-deserved slumber. The waves calmed and so did our emotional high, returning us to normalcy. I was shaky and weak after so many hours of throbbing adrenaline, emotionally drained. I slept.

My cellphone buzzed and woke me at one thirty.

>> the freak storm passed, right?

>> u guys alive??

Yes, I replied. This boat’s amazing. Thanks for finding it.

>> yw

>> puck rules

>> b careful with pacific tho

>> she’s infected

>> and old

>> which means kinda nuts

>> an sometimes she likes to cause trouble

I’ll keep that in mind. Thanks again, homie.

Katie ventured out an hour later, appearing five pounds lighter. Cory emerged too, looking like he lost fifty. Katie and I held hands and explored the exquisite boat, which now basked and steamed in pouring sunlight. It measured over half a football field, and the uppermost deck was four stories above the water. Chairs and cushions and polished wooden tables and pools decorated the many sundecks. Inside the superstructure, all was opulence. We discovered a saloon, formal dining room, gourmet galley, living room with overstuffed couches, a full bar, and on and on. She gasped every time we turned a corner until she eventually collapsed on the lower aft sundeck shaded by a large blue Bimini.

“Amnesia was built five years ago,” Pacific announced suddenly, descending the stern staircase. We were sitting on dry cushions in wooden deck chairs, and Cory and Katie were sipping juice experimentally. Pacific wore a white sundress, and Ray-Bans pushed her long, thick gray hair back. She looked sixty-five, which indicated an actual age closer to a hundred and fifty, and she was quite attractive.

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