Page 18 of Millie's Cruise Ship Mysteries
Millie bit back a snarky reply. “It won’t happen again.” Holding Scout close, she returned to the dock where her friends stood waiting.
Snorts of laughter echoed. It took all she had not to look back, certain the yacht passengers were making fun of her. “Jerk,” she muttered under her breath.
“I thought he was going to drop Scout in the water,” Gloria whispered.
“Me too. He’s not a nice person.”
“Let’s snap a selfie.” Gloria removed her cell phone from her bag.
“Over here.” Liz shifted, catching a corner of the yacht in the shot.
Millie, keeping a firm grip on her pup, scooched closer.
“Perfect,” Liz said. “I’ll send you all a copy.”
Millie could feel the hair on the back of her neck prickle. She turned to find the man who had returned Scout watching her. She met the man’s gaze. He flipped her off, uttering something she didn’t hear and probably didn’t want to.
The others standing near him laughed loudly, as if mocking the women.
“Did he just…” Liz made an unhappy sound.
“The pinhead flipped us off.” Ruth lifted her hand, preparing to return the gesture.
Gloria grabbed her arm. “Don’t sink to their level. Ignore them.”
“Clown,” she muttered under her breath. “Your yacht should be call Brat-nanigans, not Sea-nanigans.”
“They’re not worth our time. I have Scout. Let’s go.” Millie pivoted, making her way back to shore, certain they were still being watched.
The women returned to the golf cart and climbed in. The man who had flipped them off had moved to the top deck, hands on his hips as he stood watching them.
“What’s up with the dude? Has he never seen women or a dog before?” Lucy asked.
“Money doesn’t buy class,” Liz said.
“Oh look-ee,” Ruth crowed. “Did you see the guy who passed us carrying a toolbox? He boarded the boat of misfits. It looks like someone might be having engine trouble.”
“It couldn’t have happened to a more deserving group.” Margaret dusted her hands.
“At least they’re not passengers on board the Siren of the Seas.”
“Good point,” Gloria said. “They look like hoodlums.”
“Time to wrap up our Bimini tour,” Millie said.
“By doing some shopping,” Liz reminded them.
“I don’t know about you guys.” Ruth patted her stomach. “But I could sure go for my second meal of the day.”
Chapter 7
“The Bimini tour was the bomb.” Gloria hugged Millie. “I enjoyed every minute of it.”
Dot patted Scout’s head. “You’re spoiling us rotten with all these VIP tours.”
“We know your time off is a precious commodity,” Lucy said. “Thank you for spending it with us.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Millie adjusted her backpack. “Don’t forget you’re invited to the captain’s table for dinner this evening. Seven sharp.”
