AN - Cope with it

It’s not as bad as it sounds.

You know almost nothing about Ana’s background, but she’s been in the military or something. On top of that, she knows Angela and Fareeha very well. Her knowing Angela so well is probably part of the reason that the relationship bugs her so much. But anyway, at any given moment, Ana knows where Angela and Fareeha will be based on her knowledge of them. She peers at a map of the ship, and you watch with interest as she predicts their itinerary, grinding her teeth when she gets to nighttime and she knows that Angela and Fareeha are probably spending their evenings the same way that you and Ana do.

You are not surprised when her predictions are correct, so the two of you just have to be far away from them all the time. The ship is huge, so that’s not hard to do. Their presence actually wouldn’t be that disruptive if it didn’t make Ana so pissy.

She can’t stay grumpy forever. The two of you are at an outdoor pool on the top deck at the opposite end of the ship from where Angela and Fareeha probably are. Half of Ana’s face is covered by her huge sunglasses, and her blue bikini isn’t very daring, but she has such a sexy body that it doesn’t have to be.

She’ll come around… you hope.

You turned on your side to look at her.

“Yes?” she murmurs. It looks like she’s not paying attention, but she noticed you staring.

“Nothing,” you say. You have a boner from looking at her, and you have to stay like this to let your sarong hide it.

“I guess we can’t do the big feast tonight, huh?” you say. Angela and Fareeha will be there.

“No,” Ana says shortly.

That’s OK. You can find a bar in some other part of the ship and get her to have a few drinks. You can distract Ana. You’re sure of it.