Four strangers from different walks of life meet on a cruise and spend an unforgettable week together. All of them on their own self-discovering journeys, and onboard for different reasons.
Texan heiress and ballet prodigy, Brooklyn Brankovich, lon...
"Babe," Brooklyn called for me. I looked over my shoulder to see her playing around in a short black wig she found in an old cardboard box. "Check it out."
It was hot as Hell in Asia's attic, I didn't have the energy to laugh at Brooklyn.
She smacked her lips and removed the dusty, tight-curled wig off her head.
"Hey," she cooed, walking up to me after noticing my sour attitude. "your birthday's coming up. Any ideas?"
"It's just another day. I don't see it being better than any other night at the club."
"Oh, you have to work that Friday night?"
"Yeah." I huffed, kicking a box out of my way.
She pouted. "Well, we can still do something. I can wear something sexy for you. Something like this!"Brooklyn then revealing an old wooden doll that scared this shit out of me. I snatched it from her hands and threw it across the creaking floor, dusting flying up with it.
"Goddamn," I complained, using the bottom of my shirt to wipe the sweat on my forehead.
"Awh, that's my favorite nipple," Brooklyn joked, trying to get me to lighten up as the heat and work was driving me crazy. She bent her knees and blew a raspberry on my left peck and I actually let out a laugh at that one. She's so weird.
"I- uh? I can come back." Dad's head peeked just over the hole in the floor.
Brooklyn stepped away, looking embarrassed.
"She's just being annoying," I told him, laughing it off. "What's up?"
"Asia and I are taking a break from the master bedroom and making lunch, if you're hungry," he offered, lingering there long enough to get a response.
"We'll be down," I let him know, watching him descend the ladder.
Brooklyn looked at me and waved another wig in my face.
Asia and Rick were cleaning out her house. So, when I texted Dad in the morning wondering what he was up to, he told me he could use an extra pair of hands, or two. Meanwhile, Emereigh is with her mother. Emereigh and Asia have met, but Jaiden- her son- hasn't met either Em or myself. Apparently he's with his father right now and there's some drama with that, but she's asked Dad to stay out of it.
Anyway, the house was left to Asia after her father died and her mother couldn't stand to live there anymore.
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