Chapter 16
- My eyes flicker to Chelsea as she walks up in front. “Does she…?” I don’t want to ask how often she sleeps with him, but she seems to understand what I am thinking anyway.
- “Not often,” she replies as she sits at the table. “Only very rarely and when we have been out at sea a long time.”
- I stand, unable to sit down. “Have you…?” I ask as my eyes flash to the other girls who are now at the bar.