attention, which he definitely did. “How do you know so
much about riverboats?” she asked, genuinely curious. She watched his lips curve into a smile and a flutter went
through her stomach.
“Mainly because of my cousin Ian,” he replied as he
absently flicked a strand of hair away from her face. “A few years ago, he and some investor friends of his decided to buy a beauty of a riverboat. It’s over four hundred feet long and ninety feet high, and equipped with enough staterooms to hold over four hundred passengers.”
“Wow! Where does it go?”
Storm leaned back against the rail and placed his hands in the pockets of his shorts. “Ian’s riverboat, The Delta
Princess, departs from Memphis on ten-day excursions
along the Mississippi with stops in New Orleans, Baton
Rouge, Vicksburg and Natchez. His crew provides first-
class service and the food he serves on board is excellent. In the beginning, business was slow, but now he has
reservations booked well over a year in advance. It didn’t take him long to figure out what would be a drawing card.”
Jayla lifted a brow. “What?”
“Gambling. You’d be surprised how many people have money they figure is worth losing if there’s a chance that they might win more.”
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