Island Fantasies: An Island Escapes Travel Romance by Anna Lowe

Author:Anna Lowe [Lowe, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Travel Romance, Beaches, Islands, Romance, South Pacific, Adventure, travel
Publisher: Twin Moon Press
Published: 2016-03-17T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Kyle was still tingling when Hannah shuttled him ashore, and it wasn’t just the vibration of the four-horsepower outboard. Getting kidnapped by a pirate queen was turning out to be quite the adventure.

Hannah had a quiet kind of dignity about her, a naturalness, blended with a zest for life.

He pedaled back to the hotel, thinking about her the whole way. Had he ever met anyone like her?

Nope. Never.

Would he ever again?

That was the head-scratcher he had to work really hard to push out of his mind.

At Le Beau Soleil, he grabbed a change of clothes along with a few other things and made a quick apology for missing dinner, but Tiri didn’t seem fussed. In fact, the hotel manager might even have had a twinkle in her eye when she shooed him back on his way.

Twenty minutes later, he was back in a dinghy and zipping across the lagoon — this time, the larger dinghy Luc and Marie had loaned Hannah for the day-trip across the lagoon she had planned. With its twenty-horsepower engine, it felt like a rocket compared to Hannah’s — er, Robert’s — little pony of a four-horse outboard. Water slopped in over the sides, but Hannah didn’t seem to mind.

Inability to accept help aside, she was the least complicated woman he’d ever met. She didn’t fuss about her hair, her clothes, or her shoes. In fact, she wasn’t wearing footwear of any kind. Her eyes scanned the water ahead like an old-time whaler searching for a telltale spout, intent on finding a small marker described by Marie.

When she pressed an old milk container into this hands, he looked at it blankly.

She nudged him. “Bail, dummy!”

Right. He bailed the dinghy continuously as they hurtled across the lagoon, sneaking peeks at Hannah all the time. She was grinning the way she had in the back of the truck the first time he’d seen her. Somehow, he could perfectly picture her as a lion tamer, ready with a whip and a roar.

When they were nearly at the narrow pass that led out into the ocean, she slowed, circled, and nodded toward a small red buoy floating on the surface.

“Grab it!”

He grabbed; she tied the dinghy off.

“Marie says the mantas are usually here. Three of them, really big ones!” Hannah said, already sorting through the snorkel equipment. Excitement sloughed off her like a second skin. “But we have to watch the current. It should be slack for another hour. But after that, it will start to pick up.” She swung her flipper-clad feet over the side and settled her mask over her face. “Ready?”

There was only one answer to that question. He fumbled on the flippers Luc had supplied and followed her in with a splash.

He sucked in a deep breath because it was a little overwhelming at first. The water was deeper in this part of the lagoon — and rougher. Foot-high waves chopped the surface into serrated bits. He concentrated on following the wash spinning off Hannah’s flippers and on keeping his snorkel clear.

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