<strong>Mari Prescott</strong><br/><br/>Mari almost laughed, but when she saw he was serious about the threat, she listened respectfully. Everything he said made sense, but she didn't want to hear any of it. This whole yacht trip was an awful idea, and now their lives were going to change because of it. She didn't want to be here, but she was sure none of the men wanted them there either.<br/><br/>He shifted a bit, but she didn't know why. She honestly wished they'd left them there too. This was a big mess, and there didn't seem to be any way out of it right now. She also knew he was right about the captain. Running to help wouldn't get her anywhere, and it might hurt things. Sighing, she sat down on the bottom bunk and groaned in despair.<br/><br/>"This whole thing is so screwed up. I just want to go home."<br/><br/>She was smart, though. Smarter than most. That would be an asset to the sub, if she let them use it.<br/><br/>"So we're supposed to help the sub run smoothly. I guess you're supposed to show me where I'll be sleeping?"<br/><br/>She reached up and adjusted the straps on her dress, showcasing her full bust as she pulled her dress up a bit. She crossed her legs at the ankles and licked her lips.