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because of the pain your
accident must have caused you. Other than that, no, I wouldn’t particularly want to see it changed, if you
want the truth. It gives you a distinguished air, like the gray in your hair.”
“Thanks!” he muttered wryly. “The gray is a sign of being nearly forty, Tabitha.”
Tabitha lifted her fingertips from the lines at his mouth to the flecks of silver in his deep brown hair. “I
love the gray in your hair. Like moonlight caught in the shadows.”
“I think you’ve been reading too much fantasy, but I won’t complain,” he groaned. Both of his hands
had settled on her waist now, and she still stood between his thighs. “So here we are, two people who
would like to live a fantasy and en route we’ve found something else, hmm?”
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“That’s a nice way of putting it,” she whispered. It seemed to Tabitha that his fingers curved with a small
amount of force into the curve of her hip. Or perhaps it was simply her imagination.
“Tabby, if this is reality, I think I prefer it to a romantic adventure on the high seas,” Dev said huskily.
Her breath caught in her throat as her mind spun with all the potential implications of what he was saying.
“So do I, Dev. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed this evening. I only wish you weren’t still recovering from that
awful incident on St. Regis.”
“I feel much better,” he assured her quickly.
“You don’t have to pretend with me.” She chuckled. “I’m the one who saw you in that alley, remember?
I know very well you must still be hurting in any number of spots! And it’s undoubtedly time you were in
bed. You know what the doctor said, lots of rest.”
Aware of where her duty lay, Tabitha stepped back out of his arms and took his hand in hers.
Deliberately she started toward the entrance to the lower decks.
“Are you going to tuck me in tonight, Tabby?” Dev asked as he obediently followed.
She tried to analyze his tone, wondering if he sounded hopeful or was simply making a small joke. Then
it occurred to her that his head might be aching. Perhaps he was obliquely asking her for another
massage. “Have you got a headache?”
“No, I don’t,” he answered automatically and then blinked as she looked back at him inquiringly. His
voice trailed off abruptly as if he had said something he wished he hadn’t. Then he essayed a crooked
little smile. “But it was very pleasant having you stay with me last night until I fell asleep.”
“No one likes to suffer alone.” She smiled as they headed down the long corridor lined with stateroom
doors. “I was very happy to stay with you.” At least he seemed to think she had left him after he’d fallen
asleep. It was nice to have that confirmed. It made everything so much more comfortable between them.
She looked up as they arrived at her cabin door. “Well, good night, Dev. I hope you sleep well.”
“I’ll call you before breakfast in the morning,” he said deliberately. Then he added quickly, “That is, if
you’d like to have breakfast together?”
She took pity on his suddenly anxious expression. “I’ll look forward to it.” Then, feeling very confident
about what her reception would be, Tabitha balanced herself again on her toes and brushed her mouth
lightly against his. “See you in the morning,” she said before he had a chance to react. She stepped inside
her own cabin and closed the door. Her own aggressiveness was enough of a shock to herself. No point
in alarming him with it, too!
Out in the corridor, Dev watched the stateroom door shut firmly in his face and his knuckles whitened
around the curved handle of his cane. Damn it to hell! This was taking more out of him than he had
expected. How much patience did she think a man had?
With another muttered oath he started on down the corridor to his own room. There were only five days
left on the stupid
accident must have caused you. Other than that, no, I wouldn’t particularly want to see it changed, if you
want the truth. It gives you a distinguished air, like the gray in your hair.”
“Thanks!” he muttered wryly. “The gray is a sign of being nearly forty, Tabitha.”
Tabitha lifted her fingertips from the lines at his mouth to the flecks of silver in his deep brown hair. “I
love the gray in your hair. Like moonlight caught in the shadows.”
“I think you’ve been reading too much fantasy, but I won’t complain,” he groaned. Both of his hands
had settled on her waist now, and she still stood between his thighs. “So here we are, two people who
would like to live a fantasy and en route we’ve found something else, hmm?”
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“That’s a nice way of putting it,” she whispered. It seemed to Tabitha that his fingers curved with a small
amount of force into the curve of her hip. Or perhaps it was simply her imagination.
“Tabby, if this is reality, I think I prefer it to a romantic adventure on the high seas,” Dev said huskily.
Her breath caught in her throat as her mind spun with all the potential implications of what he was saying.
“So do I, Dev. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed this evening. I only wish you weren’t still recovering from that
awful incident on St. Regis.”
“I feel much better,” he assured her quickly.
“You don’t have to pretend with me.” She chuckled. “I’m the one who saw you in that alley, remember?
I know very well you must still be hurting in any number of spots! And it’s undoubtedly time you were in
bed. You know what the doctor said, lots of rest.”
Aware of where her duty lay, Tabitha stepped back out of his arms and took his hand in hers.
Deliberately she started toward the entrance to the lower decks.
“Are you going to tuck me in tonight, Tabby?” Dev asked as he obediently followed.
She tried to analyze his tone, wondering if he sounded hopeful or was simply making a small joke. Then
it occurred to her that his head might be aching. Perhaps he was obliquely asking her for another
massage. “Have you got a headache?”
“No, I don’t,” he answered automatically and then blinked as she looked back at him inquiringly. His
voice trailed off abruptly as if he had said something he wished he hadn’t. Then he essayed a crooked
little smile. “But it was very pleasant having you stay with me last night until I fell asleep.”
“No one likes to suffer alone.” She smiled as they headed down the long corridor lined with stateroom
doors. “I was very happy to stay with you.” At least he seemed to think she had left him after he’d fallen
asleep. It was nice to have that confirmed. It made everything so much more comfortable between them.
She looked up as they arrived at her cabin door. “Well, good night, Dev. I hope you sleep well.”
“I’ll call you before breakfast in the morning,” he said deliberately. Then he added quickly, “That is, if
you’d like to have breakfast together?”
She took pity on his suddenly anxious expression. “I’ll look forward to it.” Then, feeling very confident
about what her reception would be, Tabitha balanced herself again on her toes and brushed her mouth
lightly against his. “See you in the morning,” she said before he had a chance to react. She stepped inside
her own cabin and closed the door. Her own aggressiveness was enough of a shock to herself. No point
in alarming him with it, too!
Out in the corridor, Dev watched the stateroom door shut firmly in his face and his knuckles whitened
around the curved handle of his cane. Damn it to hell! This was taking more out of him than he had
expected. How much patience did she think a man had?
With another muttered oath he started on down the corridor to his own room. There were only five days
left on the stupid
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