Cheryl's POV

Ken would draw the eyes of any women that he cast those enchanting pearls on but I didn't want to conform to that cliché. It was hard though. I reinforced my thoughts not to think about his firm muscles or his well chiseled jaw. I created a wall in my mind to try and block all of these rampant thoughts of him in my head. I knew I was attracted to him but he was attracted to classier ladies. They all looked like models, the ladies I saw at his place so i didn't even dare begin to invest in a venture that was for sure going to get my heart broken. 

His smile was a weapon that should be enlisted as one of the government's tools against foreign attacks. It literally made every woman in the room draw their attention to him. 

We were given on of the best suites on the ship. He told me that he had work to do here. I wasn't sure what type but he didn't exactly share details of his work.

"Monsieur?" I heard someone say, with a gentle knock on the door.