By The Light of Dawn by Adrienne Wilder

Author:Adrienne Wilder [Wilder, Adrienne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

There isn’t much room on a twenty-five-foot sailboat—less room down below, where you’re forced to walk hunched over to move around. Morgan had designed the Starry Night with a popup roof over the galley and slide hatch. And since there was only us, we’d put the bed in the center of the cabin.

The nearly full-sized queen mattress was a waste of precious space, but we didn’t deck out the cabin with the intention of ever sailing in it.

No, our choice of interior had all to do with comfort and padding for my knees, back, hips—yeah, not getting bruised up while we rolled around had been a top priority.

In the aft of the boat, locker storage and the head. The only real difference between the two is one held supplies. The other a toilet built into a shower stall so narrow my shoulders hit the walls when I turned around.

We definitely wouldn’t share a shower while out on the ocean.

Even if it had been large enough, we couldn’t. The water system lacked an RDOI to pull the salt out of the water. Something I would have installed immediately if I’d known about this trip.

But I routinely kept several gallons of water in one of the storage bins. Mostly for Dog, but also for quick clean up at night if we stayed in the Starry Night. It was enough to get us through a few days. If we were out here longer, I’d have to set up a way to evaporate seawater and extract the fresh.

It wasn’t ideal, but we wouldn’t dehydrate.

But then the lack of preparation for this entire adventure wasn’t ideal. We were so unprepared it worried me. Especially now that we were on the water. It wasn’t that the life jackets, life raft, and radio were stage props. They were real, just not something I would have put on a boat headed for the ocean.

I backed out of the crawlspace and closed the hatch.

“Everything okay?” Morgan reappeared from below. He’d stripped down to a pair of shorts, so thin I’m not sure if they even left anything to the imagination and did everything to show off every valley and slope and tawny stretch of muscle.

He climbed out of the cockpit and ducked under the rigging. The movement pulled those short-shorts high enough to flash ass cheek.

And all I could think about was bending him the other way to see what would fall out.

My tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth.

“I guess you like my swim trunks.”

“Swim—what?”

Dog followed Morgan as he came back around. He stopped and turned a circle. “My swim shorts.”

“Is that what they call those?”

Morgan grinned, and despite the worry still rolling in my chest, so did I.

“Yes, Grant. They’re swim trunks.”

“Pretty sure I’ve seen Band-Aids that cover more.”

“I considered going commando.” He offered me a hand up, and I took it.

“I’m glad you didn’t.”

“What? I thought you liked staring at my ass.”

I tugged him forward until our chests touched. Morgan draped his arms over my shoulders.

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