ILIANA’S POV
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Two days of doing yoga, pottery and baking— that’s what I’ve been doing since I found out there isn’t going to be a way off this damn boat until the cruise is over. I finish the small batch of velvet cupcakes with cream cheese icing, and my mouth waters to just take a bite, just to taste, but I know that the healthy competition is going to be more satisfactory than taking a bite right now.
I put the piping bag down, clean the station and push my plate of six cupcakes forward, ringing the small bell and everyone is already waiting, just for me.
My heart beats faster as the ‘head chef’ of this competition struts toward me with a soft smile, “You like doing things to the fullest?” she asks with her eyes flicking between mine and then down to the plate of cupcakes. “I do,” I
