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CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Opening his eyes when he was so exhausted was nearly impossible, but curiosity got the best of Tim, and the smell of frying eggs pulled him out of the bed long before he was ready. After a night at the controls and navigating them away from a storm, he’d just wanted to take a nice nap until around nine and then maybe get up long enough for a bowl of cereal and a chat with the pretty lady on his boat, but…apparently, there wereeggs.
He shuffled into the galley in his boxer briefs, rubbing his eyes.
Valerie giggled. “Didn’t mean to wake you, sleeping bear. I got out of the bed and you didn’t move a muscle. I thought about groping you but figured you wouldn’t appreciate it.”
He dropped himself onto the bench behind the table and grunted as he adjusted his semi-aroused dick. She still had on his shirt, and though it covered everything important, it was short enough to tease her. Long legs. Pert ass he got a glimpse of every time she moved just so.
His balls drew up and cock harder, already raring to go. And he wasn’t ready to “go.” Notyet. He’d probably need to rub one out sooner or later just to take the edge off.
She bent over to pick up a dropped potholder and put her full bounty on display.
Fuck.
“I’m making toast to go with these eggs,” came her too-damn-chipper-for-morning voice. “You want coffee?”
He grunted and tried to shove back the incendiary thoughts. Hewasn’tgoing to be fucking her yet. Couldn’t gratify her that way so soon when he still had so much work to endear himself to her. He didn’t want to give that to her until he was reasonably sure she would have come back for more, and he was under no illusions they were anywhere close to that point.
“No. I’m going back to bed right after breakfast,” he said.
“Where are we?”
The toaster ejected two slices of whole wheat bread.
Valerie flitted to the cabinet and grabbed two plates. She knew what she was doing.Efficient. He liked the way that looked on a woman.
He adjusted his crotch again and this time reached for one of the pillows at the far end of the bench to cover his lap. If he couldn’t do away with the evidence, he could hide it. “We’re somewhere between North Carolina and Bermuda. Pretty much will just go in little circles until you’re ready to go home.”
“Could this thing make it all the way to Bermuda?”
“Oh, yeah. I do a lot of island hopping, actually. Sometimes I sail down the coast to Florida and from there spend a few weeks floating around the Caribbean.”
“Alone?”
“Most of the time. Sometimes Clay will come along, depending on timing. We take turns steering and move around pretty efficiently. We sleep when we get into port.”
“That soundsamazing.” Her voice was wistful, and her lips curved into a soft smile.
“Yeah?”
“Mm-hmm.” She dropped toast onto a plate, scooped some scrambled eggs onto it, and tucked a couple of slices of thick bacon onto the side. “You want butter for the toast?”
“Nah, it’s good the way it is. I’m going to make a sandwich out of all this.”
“Man after my own heart.”
He certainlywasafter her heart.
“Want some cheese to go on it?” she asked.
“Sure.”
She brought him a slice and then moved back to the counter to plate up the rest of the food.
He wasn’t ready to let the previous subject drop, though. It could be the perfect inroad for him to convince her to spend some time with him. “So. Do you think cruising around the Caribbean for weeks at a time in a vessel like this would be enjoyable? I know a lot of folks get cabin fever pretty quickly.”
“Are you kidding?” she asked with a voice tinged with wonderment. “I’dloveit. I think it’d be very convenient, and I imagine you’d have everything you’d need near the port if you just want to relax, right? You could watch television or just sit up on the deck with some wine and watch the boats move around. More than anything, though, I just want to have an excuse to see cool things.” She shrugged. “To explore, I guess. Leah never wants to go to the same places I do. I guess I’m boring.”
