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with pirates.”
    “Blackbeard’s Hideaway,” Chloe chimed in. Jack pegged her as the responsible member of the group, which meant she’d probably be the one holding Monica and Jessica’s hair back at the end of the evening when they prayed to the porcelain god. “Nick told me it’s at the end of the pier right next to a jewelry store. But I don’t think they call them body shots. They had a different name, something tied to the whole pirate theme.” Her face scrunched up, as if trying to remember but unable to come up with a name.
    “Booty Shots!” Jessica exclaimed, so loud the people at the surrounding tables turned to see what the ruckus was all about. Ignoring their stares, she high-fived Monica and Chloe and then downed the rest of her strawberry margarita in one long chug. She set the glass on the table while her free hand settled on Jack’s leg. “You’re more than welcome to come along if you want,” she told Jack, a wicked grin on her face as her hand began creeping up his thigh. “First shot of tequila’s on me.”
    Her blatant attempt at seduction ignited the curse. It voiced its enthusiasm by sending warm ripples of desire through Jack’s body and making his dick harder than concrete. The curse didn’t give two shits about how it got fed, held no concern for Jack’s own wants or needs, so long as it received a steady diet of sexual energy.
    “Oh, that sounds like a lot of fun.” Adele waggled her eyebrows at her husband, who was too busy shoveling down raspberry torte to notice. “Louis, maybe we should go. I’ve never tried body shots before.”
    The mental image of Adele on the body shot table flooded Jack’s mind, overriding the curse’s best efforts and tossing a bucket of cold water over his libido.
    “Sounds wonderful.” Ruby’s voice sounded light, but the tick of her jaw muscles told a different story. “I’m sure the girls will show you a fun time.”
    Jack pried Jessica’s fingers off his thigh. “I appreciate the offer, but I think I’ll pass.” He placed her hand on top of her own leg, ignoring her pouting expression. “That’s not quite what I’m looking for.” His eyes locked with Ruby’s, and he felt another flare of attraction.
    Ruby arched a brow. “Oh, really?”
    She grinned when Jack nodded, her eyes gleaming with unspoken satisfaction. “Well, then, now that our plates are clean, how about we find some other way to entertain ourselves?”
    His mind filled with suggestions, most revolving around the general theme of getting her naked, sweaty, and horizontal. But, since his mother had taught him better, he asked, “What did you have in mind?”
    Ruby pushed back her chair and rose in one elegant motion. “How about we check out the Welcome Aboard party on the pool deck and go from there?”
    After a quick round of good-byes, they left the restaurant arm in arm. Jack couldn’t help but notice the attention Ruby garnered as they exited the room, the subtle glances and outright stares from staff and diners alike. She was a striking woman, confident by nature, and that nature commanded attention. His pride swelled, spurred by the knowledge that she’d picked him, was attracted to him. Wanted him.
    Still, unanswered questions crowded his thoughts, compelling him to push for answers. “With all the conversation flying around the table tonight, I never did catch your last name,” he said, hoping for a nibble on the line he’d cast.
    She replied without so much as a second’s hesitation. “That’s probably because I never threw it.”
    Frustration seeped into his voice for the first time that evening. “You know, you haven’t given me a straight answer all night,” he said as they entered the main lobby. When they reached the elevator banks, he jabbed the up button a little harder than necessary.
    If she noticed his irritation, she didn’t let it show. “A girl’s got to keep some secrets, you know.”
    “So I’ve heard.” The elevator doors