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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