“That was good. Let’s do it again next time,” Rosie murmured as we lay down side by side, looking up at the twinkling stars after disentangling ourselves from one another. Huh. That’s a surprise, I thought. Although Elsa and Yvonne had come on to me in the first week after we had been washed up on the island, I had thought that they had both grown disenchanted with me. After all, perhaps they had been sleeping with me as I had been the only option around. I had not expected to have someone offer to sleep with me again.
“What happens after we get rescued?” I joked, poking her in the side.
“I don’t mind going on with that, if you want,” Rosie confessed, looking over at me. “I told you that I used to have arrangements with a handful of guys back in the city, right? I’m willing to add you to
