hope I didn’t offend you with my outspoken opinions.”
“You couldn’t. I treasure them.” Again he fought the urge to touch her, only this time he longed to touch her cheek. Just to trace his fingertips over her dewy skin. “Charlotte—”
“Captain?”
“Will,” he said, though he shouldn’t have.
The tension left her shoulders. “Will.”
Heart thudding in his throat, Will strode to the door and turned the knob. He looked over one shoulder and said, “Eat breakfast before Lizzy has my head.”
Buoyed by her merry laugh, he made his exit. Standing in the dim hallway was the red-haired woman they called Josie. She glared at him.
“Good morning, Miss Portland.”
Arms crossed tight over her chest, she tossed her head with a sniff.
Will gave a nod, but he felt the pinpricks of her animosity stab him in the back as he strode away.
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