After a really ugly quarrel, Coraline was on her own again, and on the hunt for a new lover. Her party seemed promising to that end: One of the musicians looked the perfect toyboy, and two guests had this lone wolf appeal.
She mentally struck the married one off the list. Matter of experience. That left Mick, the musician, and one Duncan MacLeod, a reporter, each well-knit and dark-haired.
Mick couldn’t leave ship, so she went to check out Duncan… and stopped. What the…? He smelled like… old cabbage?
Right. Mick was in for a night of exquisite seduction…