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He leaned forward and kissed her. He'd intended the kiss to be light and provoking, but it immediately turned serious, devouring whatever good intentions he'd had up to that point. He set the flashlight aside and pulled her to him, needing to feel the length of her against his body.

Stephanie had wanted to be kissed. Ivan Rasmussen made her feel s.e.xy in a wonderful way, and she wanted to explore that feeling. She liked the way his mouth moved over hers, coaxing, demanding, exciting. He wasn't stingy with his emotions, and he wasn't afraid to put himself on the line. She liked that, too. Their tongues touched, and her hands roamed his smooth, muscled back.

She was losing it. Losing control, losing perspective. It happened when you fell in l.u.s.t, and she knew she was in l.u.s.t. No big deal, she told herself. People fell in l.u.s.t all the time, and it was all right as long as you didn't mistake it for something more serious.

She leaned backward to look at him. "So this is what I've been missing all these years."

"This is nothing. It gets better as you go along."

She didn't doubt him for a second. "How far along do you think we should go?"

He studied her for a moment. "I'll let you decide that."

"My original plan was to save myself for marriage."

"Is this a proposal?"

Stephanie laughed. "No. Marriage seems a little drastic. I'm thinking of changing my game plan."

Her hand strayed to the rope rigging at her side, and her fingers closed around a coil that felt oddly sticky. She brought the hand forward and stared at it. Curiosity was replaced by horror, crawling along her spine and knifing through her stomach. It was blood, she thought. Dark and fresh, staining her palm, seeping between her fingers. "Oh Lord," she whispered, her voice hoa.r.s.e with revulsion. "It's blood."

Ivan took a closer look and smiled. "No. It's blueberry." He put a finger into his mouth and sucked on it. "Yum."

Stephanie put her hand to her head and closed her eyes until her heartbeat returned to normal.

Ivan stood beside her. "Are you okay?"

"We've got to stop kissing like that. It stops the oxygen flow to my brain. I thought it was blood."

"An easy mistake to make in the dark. Some-body's been by here with your pie."

Stephanie looked at him. "How did it get on the rigging?"

Ivan retrieved his flashlight. "I'd say the pie thief was also a slob. Hold on, Watson! I think I've got something." He reached behind the rope and found the carving knife. "The murder weapon," he said. "I can guarantee that this knife was used to murder your pie. As anyone can see, it's covered with blueberry blood."

"Gee, I don't know if I'm relieved or disappointed. I was sort of hoping it would turn out to be Aunt Tess."

"The blue-haired woman from h.e.l.l must have ditched the knife when she jumped overboard." He flashed the spotlight over the side, sweeping it over the water and the yawl. "Now, that's an interesting piece of maritime equipment," he said, shining the beam on Stephanie's panties, draped across the yawl seat.

Stephanie felt a blush creep up her neck. "I was in a hurry." She swung a leg over the gunwale and quickly scrambled down to the boat. She'd retrieved the sc.r.a.p of pink lace and had started up the ladder, when her eye caught a flash of movement through a cabin window. She carefully edged closer to get a better look and found herself staring into two large, black-rimmed eyes in a face framed by blue-and-green spiked hair.

Ivan leaned over the side. "What's going on?"

"I've found the woman from h.e.l.l, and she's not dead-she's just punk. The ladies didn't hear a splash, because when Ms. Blue Hair jumped, she grabbed hold of the ladder and swung herself through the open cabin window. Was this cabin supposed to be empty?"

Ivan nodded. "We had a last-minute cancellation."

Stephanie pulled herself up to the deck and looked for a place to stash her panties. "I don't have any pockets," she said, examining her sweats.

Ivan took the panties from her and stuffed them into the front pocket of his jeans. "First we'll go belowdecks to meet our stowaway, then I think we'll have a talk with Ace."

"Jeez," the young woman said when they opened her cabin door, "you scared the bejeebers out of me. What were you doing out there? Don't you know it's rude to peep in people's private windows?"

"Ship's security," Stephanie said. "You're under arrest. You stole my pie. Do you know how long it took me to make that pie?"

"I needed it. You get scurvy when you're on a ship if you don't eat pie."

"What were you doing in Mrs. Pease's cabin this morning?" Ivan asked her. "And how do you get your hair to look like that?"

"I went up to the ice chest to get some mayo for my sandwich, and when I came back, I accidentally walked into the wrong cabin. Man, can that old lady scream, or what?" She touched her hand to her hair. "You like my hair? I did it with spray paint and starch."

The stairs creaked, and Ivan turned in time to see a sneakered foot hastily withdrawn. "Ace!"

"Whoops," Ace said with a guilty smile. "I didn't want to disturb you."

Ivan motioned him forward. "Your friend, I a.s.sume?"

The girl moved next to Ace. "We're engaged. Hey, you're a ship's captain! You could marry us! Wouldn't that be great, Ace? We could get married right now."

Ace took his gla.s.ses off and looked at Ivan. "You couldn't do that, could you?"

Ivan grabbed him by the shirt, marched him down the hallway, then yanked him into the captain's quarters and closed the door. "You brought that girl on board and promised her you were going to marry her?"

"Not in the beginning. In the beginning I just promised her a sandwich. But then things got... involved, and I needed a better promise. h.e.l.l, I couldn't help it. I'm a hotbed of teenage hormones."

"How old is she? Do her parents know she's with you?"

"She's old. Twenty-three. She plays second guitar in a rock band, but their bus broke down in Rockland, and they had to cancel their tour."

"You do this again, and I'm going to cancel your tour. I'm going to give you thirty seconds to apologize to that woman, then you're confined to quarters for the rest of the night. And at the crack of dawn I want her set ash.o.r.e. And I expect you to provide her with cab fare back to Rockland."

Ace adjusted his gla.s.ses. "Do you think I could have a partial advance on my wages?"

Ivan reached into his pocket and, without thinking, pulled out the panties.

"I didn't see that," Ace said, accepting a twenty-dollar bill while Ivan stared at the dainty piece of lingerie dangling from his finger. "I swear, I didn't see a thing," he repeated. "And I won't tell anybody about what I didn't see. You can count on me," he said, slipping out the door and gently closing it behind him.

Chapter 5.

Stephanie braced herself against the counter and took a firm hold on her bread dough. According to Lucy, Wednesday was turkey dinner with all the tr.i.m.m.i.n.gs. But Lucy didn't know about the storm that was off the coast of Atlantic City and moving north. Lucy didn't know the stowaway, Melody, would refuse to set foot in the yawl and would insist on helping out in the galley. Lucy didn't know any of those things because Lucy had run off to get married. Stephanie shoved her fist into the dough. This was going to cost Lucy. This was not just a toilet. This was a whole new kitchen.

"Jeez," Melody said, "that's a lot of dough. And you put your hands in it. Gnarly."

"It's for crescent rolls. All we have to do is follow Lucy's recipe."

Melody studied the directions. "Looks like origami."

"You know how to do origami?"

"No."

Stephanie blew a wisp of hair from her forehead and grabbed the rolling pin. "I'll do the first batch, and then once we get it figured out, you can take over."

"Cool."

The ship plowed through heavy seas, and Stephanie took time to wedge the coffeepots behind an iron bar to keep them from jiggling across the stove.

Mrs. Pease looked up from her solitaire game. "What was that creaking? The boat isn't falling apart, is it? Do you think we're going too fast? Is there a speed limit out here?"

Mr. Pease sipped his coffee and grinned. "Now this is what I call sailing."

"Okay," Stephanie said, returning to the dough, "it looks like we roll a lump of this flat, and then cut it into strips, then triangles." She took one of the freshly cut triangles and made an attempt at shaping it into a rolled crescent. She looked at Melody. "What do you think?"

"It doesn't look like the picture."

Stephanie stared at it. "It sort of does. You have to use your imagination." She wiped her hands on her jeans. "It's all yours."

Ivan ambled down the stairs and took a clean mug from a hook on the ceiling. "What a terrific day," he said. "Fantastic wind."

Stephanie glared at him. Easy for him to say, she thought. He was up there with his nose in the salt spray pretending to be a Viking. She was down here getting seasick, trying to keep Melody from slipping banned substances into the turkey dressing.

Ivan poured himself a cup of coffee and looked over Stephanie's shoulder. "Haven't seen you all day. You're not avoiding me, are you?"

"I've been cooking!" The ship lurched, lanterns swung on their hinges, and coffee splattered and hissed on the hot stove. "I don't know how much you're paying Lucy, but it's not enough." She bit her lip against the wave of nausea and decided she'd smelled enough brewing coffee to last a lifetime.

"You look a little pale," Ivan said. "Maybe you should get some air."

Mr. Pease smiled at them. "I think it's real nice that you two are getting married. Love on the high seas. That's romantic."

Ivan's left eyebrow c.o.c.ked a fraction of an inch. "Getting married?"

Mr. Pease blinked. "Aren't you getting married? I heard you were getting married."

Mrs. Pease rolled her eyes at her husband. "You always jump to conclusions. You didn't hear they were getting married. You heard they were-" She stopped and flushed. "You heard they were very close friends."

Mr. Pease winked at Ivan. "Must be something to have pirate blood in you, huh?"

Ivan forced a tight grin. "Mmmm."

Melody looked up from her rolls. "So are you two sleeping together, or what?"

"We're just 'or what,' " Stephanie told her. She took a deep breath. "I really do need air."

Ivan followed her up and put a steadying arm around her while she hung on the ropes. When the color had returned to her face, and he could see she was taking some interest in the whitecaps skidding past them, he kissed the back of her neck.

"That's how rumors are started," Stephanie said.

"No one saw. I was very careful. And besides, rumors are started by Ace. I accidentally pulled your panties out of my pocket while I was giving him a lecture on morals last night."

Her first reaction was surprise. She'd forgotten about the panties. And then her sense of the ridiculous took over. She tipped her head back and whooped with laughter.

Ivan pretended to look serious. "This is no laughing matter. My honor has been compromised."

"Nonsense. Pirates are supposed to carry panties in their pockets."

"How about your honor?"

Good question. She thought about it for a moment and decided her panties had a legitimate reason for being in his pocket, so her honor was untarnished. The only possible repercussion might be that her image was prematurely improved. And a new image was pretty much inevitable. She'd been contemplating a shift in outlook. Her att.i.tudes about permissive s.e.x hadn't changed, but her qualifications for a partner had become more flexible. She had very special feelings for Ivan and wanted to explore those feelings further. She wasn't ready to make a decision yet, but she felt certain she'd know when the time was right to sleep with a man, and it wouldn't necessarily be the result of a marriage certificate.

She leaned back against the ropes and flashed him a brazen smile. "I'll just look at this as a trial run to see if I like being a fallen woman."

Ivan rested his head against hers and talked into her hair in the soft, rumbling voice that Stephanie had come to love. "Let me know what you decide."

Stephanie felt her mind go slack for a moment, then pull back. He wasn't just carelessly flirting anymore. He was making a serious overture at moving the boundaries of their relationship. And it was scary. She turned from him to give herself some s.p.a.ce and studied the horizon.

Ivan pointed to a stretch of land dead ahead in the distance. "That's Holbrook Island. Castine is almost due north on the mainland. I'm taking a more inland route for the rest of the trip so we can see the autumn foliage and have some protection from the storm."

"Do you think the storm will be bad?"

"No. It's veering out to sea, but it will make the water choppy for a few days." He leaned back against the roof. "My great-great-grandfather sailed these waters in a schooner very much like the Savage. He transported lumber down the Pen.o.bscot River and throughout the bay. He's one of my favorite ancestors. He was a little boring compared to some others, but I think he must have led a quality life. I know from his diary that he took the time to see the sun set, and he enjoyed his family, and he built Haben."

Stephanie sat beside him, drawing her knees close to her chest, wrapping her arms around them. "Would you rather be hauling lumber than human cargo?"

He grinned. "Hauling lumber sounds like a job, and I'm a b.u.m at heart. This is like being on a continuous vacation."

"What do you do in the winter?"

"Make repairs and improvements. Last winter I built the yawl." And last spring I worked twelve hours a day in a shoe factory, he thought. Not a memory he cherished. He wasn't a man who felt comfortable in large brick buildings. He hated ties, shaving, telephones, and pretty secretaries who called him Mr. Rasmussen.

A loud crash came from the galley. Stephanie and Ivan exchanged grimaces. A headful of blue-and-green hair popped out of the galley hatch, and Melody waved at Stephanie. "Don't worry. Everything's fine," Melody called. "I think we can still eat the turkey."

Stephanie waved back. "Keep up the good work."

Ivan smiled at Stephanie. "Melody makes you look like Betty Crocker."

"I feel as if I'm back doing police work."

"Does it bother you to have Melody on board? I can make more of an effort to get rid of her-"

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