abandoned for the night. Was she lonely? Looking for company to watch the sunset? Or something else.
Well, of course he aimed to please. He nestled the empty champagne bottle on the deck where it couldn’t roll overboard.
Irish sat down beside him, also facing the setting sun. Close enough to catch the fragrance of coconut-scented sunscreen.
Close enough for him to touch her.
“Oh,” she said. “The hatch. Of course.”
He squinted at her. “What about the hatch?”
“I couldn’t figure out how you got up here, but you boosted yourself up through the opening in your cabin.”
He nodded. So maybe she didn’t want company, after all. Maybe she’d thought she’d have the deck to herself. Once again he’d misread her.
Irish had paid good money for use of this boat. He ought to give her some space.
“Do you want me to go below?” he asked.
“What?” She blinked. “Why?”
He shrugged. “If you want privacy. I don’t mind.” Like hell he didn’t.
“No. Please don’t go.”
“You want me to stay?” he asked.
“Yes.” She wrinkled her brow.
Was she confused or thinking hard?
“That is, you know, if you want to,” she said.
Maybe she was just being polite. She did appear to be the polite type.
“I wanted to watch the sun do its thing,” Javi said.
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