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"Okay, then let’s go" Victory! I rose tobraid she had running along the side of her face Her eyes drifted down the line ofmy tattoos to my abs, and then she squeezed her eyes shut I could have croith satisfaction that she’d been looking and, by her reaction, liked what she saw "Problem?"

"Nope Just do the world a favor and put on a shirt" She spun, leaving me alone in my room

"Chicken," I muttered under er than I was There was zero chance I’d be able to back away if she was half dressed

TwentyLeah the VIP disembarkation point on the ship, we barely made it to our excursion There looked to be about sixty of us corralled together like cattle in front of two passenger buses

"You owe eous "You’ll thank me later"

As ere ready to load the cattle cars--uh, buses--I heard my na toward us

Shit We’d al The see-everything ca old, and it was only our first port

Two extras and a cranky professor later, ere off "Aren’t you going to be hot?" I asked Leah as she adjusted, looking for a seat belt

She looked at her leggings and tilted her head "Probably"

I waited for her to say solanced around at the other girls on the bus, none of ere in anything longer than their knees Huh Co but pants

About thirty minutes later, we parked and all filed out of the bus "Where are we?"

"St Peter’s Church," Leah answered, leading reen shutters "It’s the oldest Christian church in the western heave us the history of the church--froht with the settlers, to the graveyards that had been segregated between the white Christians and African slaves Then he turned us loose to explore

"Isn’t it ers across the dark wood of the boxed church pews "Think of everything that’s happened here All the people who have been through these doors"

"Think of all the sins confessed," I whispered

She smacked my stomach with her notebook "No appreciation of history"