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“So are we going? Sailing, I mean?” she asked, turning her head to try to see him. The sky was starting to lighten on the opposite side of the house. Soon the sun would greet the day.
“If you really want to.”
“I do,” she said.
“I remember you saying that same line a few days ago,” he murmured.
“I did. And I meant it then too.”
He spun her around to face him. She laughed dizzily but was soon sighing as he kissed her until the sun turned the sky pink.
Chapter Six
Sed carried the heavy cooler that Jessica had packed for their boat trip. If the voyage had been with his father, the cooler would have been full of beer with maybe a pack of bologna and another of cheese tucked into a corner, but Jessica had decided she should learn to cook for the sake of their future children, and so for practice she’d made something special. He loved her even though she was truly dreadful in the kitchen. He honestly didn’t mind takeout. But he vowed that at lunchtime, when they cracked the cooler of stuff posing as food, he’d eat—without complaint—the strange-smelling concoction she’d whipped up that morning. She’d worked hard to create something both healthy and tasty. He’d never let her know that he doubted her final product was either.
Jessica, who was carrying a light bag containing a change of clothes for each of them, stopped short when he turned down the pier where the Sea Lion-with-a-heart-symbol was docked.
“That’s what we’re going out on?” she asked. “Are you serious? It’s huge!”
Well, it had been a gift—a guilt gift. Sed would never give his father some tiny dinghy or a leaky rowboat. “Yes, that’s her. The Sea Lion.” He made quotes with his fingers and added, “Heart.”
She rolled her eyes. “You named the boat after yourself?”
“Not Sed Lionheart. Sea Lion, and the heart is just a symbol.”
She snorted at him. “Sea, Sed. That distinction is pretty small.”
“Don’t blame me. My dad named her.”
Jessica stared up at the mast. Then she tipped her head back and stared some more. The mast was so tall that on a foggy day, the top sometimes disappeared into the mist. But today was darkly overcast. It seemed that the storm clouds that had made their beach wedding wet, windy, and a little wild were back for an encore.
“Are you sure you can handle sailing her on your own?” she asked. “I won’t be much help. I have no idea what to do.”
Was he sure he could handle a thirty-five-foot sailboat on his own? No. Not really. His father was the accomplished sailor. Sed was mediocre at best, but his ego wouldn’t let him say that. “Piece of cake.”
He beamed with pride when she didn’t question him and entrusted him with her safety by approaching the boat. She examined the deck, walked forward to the bow and gave it a hard stare before retracing her steps toward the stern. “Where’s the gangplank?” she asked. “There’s supposed to be a gangplank, isn’t there?”
“Don’t need one.”
By the look she gave him, she begged to differ. He reached over the open gap between the pier and the boat to set the cooler on the deck before placing Jess’s bag on board as well.
“Are you going to toss me aboard?” she asked.
“Not exactly. Grab here,” he said, indicating a somewhat stable cable, “and put your foot there and pull yourself up.” He pointed to the edge of the boat’s gleaming white deck. “Once you have both feet on the deck, then step over the lifeline.”
“I think I’m going to need more than a lifeline to save me,” she said, but she followed his directions.
“The boat might tip toward you a little. That’s normal.”
In case she lost her balance, he stood behind her while she climbed up, but she executed the maneuver with no problem. The boat hardly shifted at all under her weight.
“I hope I don’t get seasick,” she said. “I just got over my morning sickness.”
“Just puke over the side,” he teased. “The fish love it.”
“Ew.”
“Coming aboard. Hold on; it’ll tip more when I climb on.”
“Because you’re all big and muscular and gorgeous.” She fanned her face, her jade-green eyes bright with mischief.
“If gorgeousness caused the boat to tip, the thing would have capsized the second you touched it.”
She shook her head, but her soft smile told him she liked the compliment. And he liked reminding her how special she was.
Sed hoisted himself onto the boat and tried to remember every piece of advice his father had ever given him about sailing. He figured going out on the water might make him sad, but he felt like he belonged there with Jessica at his side. Of course, he might feel differently once they were out at sea and raising the sails. The boat had been equipped with all the extra accessories that made it possible for a lone sailor to sail on his own, but he didn’t particularly want that responsibility. His dad had sailed the Sea Lion♥ by himself countless times, so Sed was sure he could figure it out, because he had to.
“Do you want me to teach you to sail?” he asked. “Or are you just along for the ride?”
“I want to learn, obviously.”
“You are kind of a nerd. How long did you go to school again?”
“Too long.” She laughed. “But I already miss it.”
They hadn’t talked much about how they’d handle his worldwide band tours, her fledgling law career, and the arrival of their new baby. He hoped she’d decide to stay home full-time and build their family rather than spending all her time lawyering, but he wasn’t sure housewifery would be enough for her. He wanted Jessica to be happy, content and fulfilled. So whatever she decided, he would support her, and they’d make their lives together work. At least she’d decided to follow him to Europe this summer. He wasn’t sure he could survive even a few days without her, much less months.
“Why are you staring at me like that?” she asked.
Had he been staring? “Because you’re beautiful.”
“You should try looking a little less worried if you want me to take your flattery seriously.”
“I’m not worried.” He lifted the cooler and shuffled toward the cockpit, and then stepped down into the salon area below deck. It was a bit stuffy in the cabin, but once he got the engine going, they could turn on the ventilation system and air out the place.
“Wow,” Jessica said behind him. “You could live on this thing if you wanted to. This is really nice.”
He showed her the galley, which carried a few necessities in the cupboards but wasn’t stocked for long journeys and certainly not for long-term occupancy. He pointed out the head—which she gratefully used, though she was leery of the weird hoses that served the toilet.
Sed then led her to the back of the boat. “Two bedrooms.” One was the size of a closet, but the other was spacious and comfortable and had a queen-size bed at its center. The red coverlet was tucked in at the corners with military precision.
“Plenty of room for honeymoon
ing,” she said with a naughty grin.
“I don’t think my dad ever slept in that bed. Mom would have freaked out if he stayed on the boat overnight.”
“Then it needs a little breaking in.”
“Later,” he promised. “Let’s get out on the water first.”
“It is pretty hot in here.” She fanned her flushed face with one hand.
“Maybe it’s the company you keep.”
She poked him in the ribs, but said, “You’re probably right. You’d better get above deck before you set the place on fire.”
Fire was every sailor’s worst nightmare, with tidal waves a close second. Or was it lightning? Icebergs? Perhaps this sea voyage wasn’t the best idea. It could put Jessica and the baby in danger. Just like his harebrained idea to take her on a hot-air balloon ride for their honeymoon dinner had threatened her safety.
“Jess, maybe we should forget this trip and go back to the house where it’s safe. The ocean can be brutal.”
Her face twitched as she fought a grimace. He knew she thought that he needed this trip to find peace with his father’s passing, but if something bad happened to her or the baby on the boat, he’d never forgive himself.
“No way,” she said. “We’re not avoiding amazing adventures out of fear. Carpe diem, my love.” She hurried above deck, and he heard her sigh in relief. “Come out here. This breeze feels wonderful.”
She was wonderful. And brave. And smart. And adventurous—both in the sack and out of it. How had he gotten lucky enough that this remarkable woman had become his partner in life and in love and in amazing adventures? The breeze did feel wonderful after the stifling cabin interior, but not as wonderful as she felt against him. He couldn’t keep his hands off her.
Once he started explaining the mechanics of the boat and how she could assist him, his confidence grew. The sailboat was a work of modern ingenuity. Sed had spared no expense when he’d bought the boat for his dad. Everything was controlled from the cockpit with electric winches, mechanical devices, and foolproof gadgets. They didn’t have to hoist sails and tie knots and jibe. They just had to push buttons, turn knobs, and enjoy themselves. The damned thing even had autopilot and an advanced navigation system.
