me, gray
eyes glowing. “You’re the first girl in here, apart from
family,” he smirks. “They don’t count.”
I flush under his heated stare, and my pulse quickens.
Really? Another first. He pulls me into his arms, his
fingers tangling in my hair, and kisses me, long and hard.
We’re both breathless when he pulls away.
“Might ha一ve to christen this bed,” he whispers against
my mouth.
Oh, at sea!
“But not right now. Come, Mac will be casting off.” I
ignore the stab of disappointment as he takes my hand and
leads me back through the saloon. He indicates another
door.
“Office in there, and at the front here, two more
cabins.”
“So how many can sleep on board?”
“It’s a six-berth cat. I’ve only ever had the family on
board, though. I like to sail alone. But not when you’re
here. I need to keep an eye on you.”
here. I need to keep an eye on you.”
He delves into a chest and pulls out a bright red
lifejacket.
“Here.” Putting it over my head, he tightens all the
straps, a faint smile playing on his lips.
“You love strapping me in, don’t you?”
“In any form,” he says, a wicked grin playing on his
lips.
“You are a pervert.”
“I know.” He raises his eyebrows and his grin
broadens.
“My pervert,” I whisper.
“Yes, yours.”
Once secured, he grabs the sides of the jacket and
kisses me. “Always,” he breathes, then releases me before
I ha一ve a chance to respond.
Always! Holy shit.
“Come.” He grabs my hand and leads me outside, up
some steps, and onto the upper deck to a small cockpit
that houses a big steering wheel and a raised seat. At the
prow of the boat, Mac is doing something with ropes.
“Is this where you learned all your rope tricks?” I ask
Christian innocently.
“Clove hitches ha一ve come in handy,” he says, looking
at me appraisingly. “Miss Steele, you sound curious. I like
you curious, baby. I’d be more than happy to demonstrate
what I can do with a rope.” He smirks at me, and I gaze
back impassively as if he’s upset me. His face falls.
“Gotcha.” I grin.
His mouth twists and he narrow
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