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shorts that showed off her sleek, firm legs and a pink bikini top that barely managed to hold up
her considerable breasts. Her hair was still pulled forward over the scar on her cheek but she
looked happy and confident.
"I didn't expect to see you for another week, Lucas. But I'm definitely not complaining,"
she replied coyly, walking up to him and giving his arm a squeeze.
"What's this about pirate virgins?" Rochelle called out. "He doesn't look like much of a
virgin to me."
"Lucas arrived on Anteros yesterday with me," Nicole told her, "so he probably hasn't
had a chance to start practicing with the cast. Am I right?" She turned her blue eyes up to him in
question. "Or have you been polishing your mainmast and yelling 'Argh' already?"
She was adorable. Lucas' smile for her was half attraction, half relief that he did find her
so physically appealing after all he'd been through lately.
"The only 'Argh' I've said came after discovering I forgot to bring my toothbrush," he told
her. "No acting yet. I don't know when they'll put me in the show. But I'll be sure to let you
know," he added, throwing a grin at Rochelle and the other women. Assuming I ever make it
onto the straight show.
"Oh, you'd better," muttered one of the girls.
"What about Mike?" he heard another girl murmur to her.
"What about him? He's all the way in Philadelphia."
A handful of girls snickered.
Speaking solely to Nicole, Lucas asked, "Are you allowed to leave? I have some free
time and I thought you might want to do a little sightseeing with me this afternoon. If you want
to, that is."
"If I want to." She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, okay, like I'm going to say no. It should be
fine. We have server training at four though. Will we be back before then?"
"Absolutely. We can just hit whatever's within walking distance."
"Great!" She looked down at her bikini top. "Do you think I should change?"
It was Lucas' turn to roll his eyes. "Like I'm going to say yes."
She laughed and slapped him on the arm. "Horn dog." She turned back to the other girls.
"We're going to go check out the island. I'll be back for the training, don't worry."
"No raping and pillaging of the new girl," Rochelle admonished Lucas with a salacious
wink. "Not unless you plan to do all of us."
"Fair's fair," someone else chimed in.
"I'll keep my cutlass sheathed," Lucas promised.
As the girls laughed, he and Nicole left the courtyard.
"I'm really glad you came and found me," she said as they walked down the road that
would take them back to the main byway of the island. "I thought you'd be out getting tattoos
with your new pirate buddies."
Lucas winced as he imagined what kind of tattoo his cast mates would want him to get.
Probably something phallic or a text variation of 'cabin boy'.
"Well, they baptized me last night by burying me on the beach and leaving me over
night," he admitted ruefully. "This morning I was taken to an extremely strange restaurant where
I was served breakfast by waiters in Speedos."
Nicole snorted and covered her face with her hand, blushing a little. "Oh, man."
"Yeah, so I decided I needed a moment to myself to recover. Plus I figure you and I
might be too busy with training pretty soon to do anything fun. Sounds like I was right."
"I didn't have nearly as exciting an initiation to the island, I'm afraid. Last night the girls
cooked dinner and we had a getting to know you thing, almost like Truth or Dare but without the
humiliating dares." Nicole shrugged, making her breasts bob nicely. "There are about ten new
girls including me, so it was a nicer welcome to the island than you had. Though I wouldn't have
minded checking out a bunch of pirates in their swim trunks."
Lucas smiled, thinking she would've been disappointed when said pirates turned out to
have zero interest in women.
He looked down as she linked her arm through his. His eyes couldn't help straying to her
cleavage. "So where do you want to start?" she asked, her eyes glinting mischievously.
Choosing to ignore the innuendo -- for now -- Lucas pointed straight ahead. "Let's see
where our feet lead us."
~~~~~
The island was smaller than he thought. They managed to thoroughly cover the entire
southern end in only a few hours. They explored the different beaches where they saw the sun
reflected off of brown-skinned surfers and gleaming catamarans. They checked out the strange
little food huts selling stuffed breads and skewered meats, and souvenir stands hawking
necklaces and painted coconuts. They window shopped, oohing and ahhing over cameos carved
into conch shells and a jewelry store whose windows glowed with locally farmed pearls.
Everywhere they went Lucas fell in love all over again. He'd never seen anyplace like it, and he
was sure if he left he never would again.
All the walking prompted them to buy mango coladas served inexplicably in fake
coconut shells and sweet tea flavored with rum. But eventually they decided they needed to eat
to offset all the alcohol they imbibed. They paused for a late lunch at a shabu shabu restaurant
called Swirl inside the Jade Dragon Casino. Swishing slices of beef through hot, bubbling broth
while sitting beside a picture window that gave a view over the jungle, the beach and the ocean
was nearly a surreal experience for Lucas.
"So come on, spill it. What's been bugging you?"
Lucas' chopsticks flipped in different directions and his perfectly cooked slice of meat
drifted to the bottom of the pot. "What are you talking about?"
"I may not know you that well but I can tell something's wrong." Nicole wagged her own
chopsticks at him before reaching out to pick up a pile of bean sprouts. "You re making me think
I m lousy company."
Lucas eyes widened with dismay. "Wow, am I really? I m so sorry. I wanted you to have
a good time today too. Crap. Did I say I m sorry? Because I am."
"Lucas, we're on a tropical island. I'm going to have fun even if you cut off one of my
toes. Relax."
He gave up the beef as a lost cause. Sighing, he looked out the window at the marvelous
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