Chapter 23

• His lips pulled in a short smile as he approached her holding yet another tray.
• “Here. Some fruits, cheese and crackers.” He settled the tray next to the one he’d carried the wine on. “Here’s hoping your stomach doesn’t revolt.”
• She placed her hand on her belly and tried to sense some sea sickness. There wasn’t even a dizzy spell. Ha… maybe her fear of open waters was all in her head, catalyzed by sinking ship movies. Maybe she could even take a swim. She chortled at that.