Logan looked up in surprise as the bodyguard assigned to Dori Adams slid into the card room, a harried look on his face. Hearing the commotion, Bill Adams also turned to look as the two security men had a whispered conversation.

"Hey, there!" Adams shouted as the one started to leave again. He tensed and faced his employer, who was advancing on him with Logan close behind. "Aren't you supposed to be guarding my wife?"

"Uh, yes, sir," he replied, pulling himself to attention.

"Well, what are you doing here?"

"Looking for her, sir. I'm afraid she and her friend got away from me," he admitted.

"Really?" Bill crossed his arms over his chest. "And how did they manage that?"

Logan had his ideas, but kept quiet. The guy was sweating bullets and had anger pouring out of him, though he kept his face impassive and his voice respectful.

"I...don't know, sir. They went into the other woman's cabin to discuss clothes. After about an hour, I realized it was very quiet in there and knocked. No one answered, so I knocked again. When I still didn't get an answer, I opened the door and found them gone."

"Gone. Just like that. Poof!" Adams sounded disbelieving and Logan could see the guard getting angrier.

"I don't know, sir. I was standing in the hallway, and they didn't come out."

"Well, the only other door in those rooms goes out to a balcony with a pretty good drop to the deck below. What did they do, shinny down a drainpipe? Or maybe they were hiding in the room somewhere?"

Logan hid a grin while Adams grilled the man. If Kit had managed what he thought she did, his respect for Dori Adams just went up a notch.

"I...don't know, sir. I didn't search the room."

"Good thing, pal," Logan growled. "Don't want no rent-a-cop pawin' through my stuff."

"No, sir." He resented the little man all of a sudden, but the only sign of it was a tightening of his jaw muscles as he clenched his teeth together. He added a little bit more to his personal agenda for the redhead when he got his hands on her.

"Well, maybe we should all go back and check your room, Logan. Your wife isn't a witch or anything, is she?" he added sarcastically.

"No more'n anyone else's," Logan quipped, earning him a grin. All four men left the card room, headed for the cabins, no one speaking. Logan took out his key and slipped in the lock, though his nose already told him what they'd find inside.

Kit and Dori sat on the bed, surrounded by clothes, and looked up in surprise as the door swung open. They both slid off the bed to welcome their husbands, not missing the look of stunned disbelief on the guard's face.

"We didn't expect you two back so soon," Dori said. "It's nearly two hours till dinner. We just got back from shopping and haven't sorted everything out yet. Logan, wait'll you see Kit tonight. She'll knock your socks off in the dress we bought." He grinned and hugged Kit closer.

"I don't doubt that, Dori. She knocks my socks off no matter what she wears. Or doesn't," he added in an undertone.

"But, sir..." the guard stuttered. They all turned to look at him.

"Oh, there you are," Kit said innocently. "We wondered where you'd gone to, but we figured we'd be safe enough as long as we were together."

"But, but the room was empty. I looked before I..."

"We must've been in Kit's closet or the bathroom when you looked in. Sorry," Dori said with an unapologetic shrug. Bill studied his wife, alerted by her cool tone.

"Well, we'll leave you ladies to your toilette," Bill said, giving her a squeeze before releasing her. "I'm glad to see you've had fun."

"Oh, yes, we did. Logan, would you mind terribly if Kit and I took over your room to get ready? I'll make sure your clothes are in our room so you can get changed. We want to surprise you both. Tonight is for celebration!" she exclaimed and Kit smiled at Logan in amusement.

"I guess that's okay. Glad you gals are all right. We were worried when we saw Junior here without ya."

"Oh, we were perfectly fine, Logan. I don't know why we need him along anyway," she added quietly.

"It's necessary, Dori, you know that."

"Bill, why don't we go finish that hand? That'll give them time t' get themselves t'gether and we can take both these guys with us, maybe have us a little talk. They can keep the door locked until we come pick 'em up."

"We're perfectly safe here. It's not like anyone is going to climb up the balcony to get us." Kit's words confirmed what Logan had suspected happened earlier and he gave her a look that let her know he knew. She just smiled innocently and he shook his head.

"All right. I do want to have a little chat with you, friend," he told the guard. "As soon as you two are done running between the rooms, you lock yourselves in. Is that understood?"

"Perfectly. It will be worth it, gentlemen, believe me. Come back in an hour and half and you can take the two most beautiful women on the ship to dinner," Dori replied, and shooed them all out, closing the door and leaning against it. As the men walked down the corridor, they heard the burst of feminine laughter and Logan and Bill exchanged a long-suffering look of married men.