She remembered how much difficulty she’d had with jet lag from when she had come over for Trinity's wedding, and this time instead of fighting it, she simply decided to give in to it.Her cabin was a snug berth with plenty of space for the light luggage she had brought along, and her bed was soft and luxurious, the perfect place to sleep out her weariness. It felt so good that she was thinking about sleeping through a third day, but a rapid knocking on her cabin door told her that was somehow not in the cards.“All right, you've slept long enough,” Trinity called through the door. “It's time for you to come out and start seeing what this little yacht trip has to offer!”With a sigh, Anastasia gathered the blanket around herself, stumping to the door and her waiting friend. Sometimes she was glad that she wasn't self-conscious about her looks, because Trinity was a bombshell. With an elegant figure ably showcased by a simple black bikini and long platinum blond hair, her friend was every inch a glamorous actress.
