"Hustmyre, Charles - The Love Boat" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hustmyre Charles)

He wondered what she was really saying. Was she giving him a choice, divorce his wife or lose his girlfriend? He didn't want to lose Lucy but there was no way he was gonna divorce Karen. That just wasn't an option.

His job with the gas company paid pretty good but it was nothing like the kind of money his wife had. Karen's dad had been loaded and when he died he left over two million dollars to his little girl.

He felt a stab of guilt at the thought that popped into his head, but he still had it. He'd read somewhere that fifty thousand people a year died in traffic accidents, why the hell couldn't Karen be one of them? Something to think about.

He got up and walked over to the bed, sitting down next to Lucy. He put his arm around her and gave her a kiss on the cheek, knowing he had to calm her down. "Time's just not right yet, hon. But soon, I promise.Ф
"I'm getting off this boat," Lucy said as Dan walked in through the cabin door. She was lying on the bed, the ship's itinerary spread out in front of her.

"What're you talking about?" he asked, coming into the cabin, throwing his key, money and wallet on the small dresser, noticing he was a little dizzy as he walked.

She turned to look at him. "You said you were going up to the casino for an hour." She looked at her watch but he got the feeling she knew exactly what time it was all ready. "It's been over three hours."

Three hours. He hadn't been keeping track of the time, but he knew he'd lost a bundle. "Aw, come on, babe." Sliding onto the bed next to Lucy. "Let's have some fun."

Waving her hand in front of her nose. "You're drunk again," she said. "You can forget the lovey dovey stuff." Looking back at the itinerary on the bed. "We dock in about two hours, I'm getting off and going shopping."

"What am I supposed to do?"

Looking back at him. "I don't care. Sleep it off."

***

It was ten o'clock when Lucy got back on board. He'd fallen asleep after she left, but then he woke up and went back to the casino. He kept himself under control a little better. Not hitting the booze so hard and this time he actually won a hundred. He'd gotten back to their cabin a few minutes before she walked in. This time he was more or less sober.

"Now it's my turn," he said, looking at his watch. "I've been waiting for you."

She tossed her key on the dresser and went into the bathroom. "What'd you do while I was gone?" she asked, leaving the door open so she could hear him.

"Just hung around. I even took a nap."

"You go back to the casino?"

"For a little while. This time I won."

"Oh, yeah?" A little interest in her voice. "How much?"

"Not much, hundred or so."

She flushed the toilet then washed her hands. "I saw your friend."

"William?"

"Yeah."

"Where?"

"In town?"

She came out of the bathroom. "He said hello to me, like he knew me."