Artistic Romance

I went downstairs to locate my cabin after checking in. My enthusiasm and the dense people had completely taken away my sense of orientation. It turned out that I had found my cabin, but it was on the incorrect floor. I eventually made it to the appropriate level and was walking down the hallway when I saw a sign pointing in the other direction.

I let out a long sigh, pivoted on my heel, and was ready to go ahead when I ran headlong into a wall covered with clothing.

"Oh! I said, "I'm sorry.

A row of gleaming golden buttons, affixed to a white jacket as part of an all-white uniform, loomed before me.

worn by the attractive captain of the ship, a tall guy with a bronzed face framed by wavy blonde hair.

"How are you doing?"

"I-I'm doing OK. I just have no idea where I'm heading.

"Don't worry, I'll assist you. Captain Adams is who I am.

He smiled broadly, grasped my hand, and gave it a gentle shake.

Lucy Miller. I'm trying to locate my cabin. I scrambled to locate the number with a stack of crumpled papers in my hand. With composure, the captain removed the papers from my grasp.

Allow me to examine it. Well, it was just now. Simply follow my lead.

All I could do was nod. Flutters were tickling my insides, but I wasn't sure whether it was because I was so thrilled about the trip or because the attractive captain had been staring at me with his taunting eyes.