Velvet Night (Author's Cut Edition) by Jo Goodman

Author:Jo Goodman [Goodman, Jo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-64457-120-0
Publisher: ePublishing Works!

Chapter 7

When Kenna woke it was midmorning. Rhys was no longer beside her and she rose from the bed somewhat self-consciously, bemused that she could have slept so soundly while he prepared to leave the cabin. Memories of being loved by Rhys folded in upon her. Kenna picked up the pillow and hugged it to her breast, burying her smile in its softness. Everything was going to be all right between them. She would not make him regret his decision to marry her.

Kenna washed and dressed hurriedly, anxious to go on deck and see Rhys. Her hair was still damp at her nape and temples when she stepped topside and the cool ocean breeze ruffled it dry. Rhys was standing at the wheel with Captain Johnson. They were watching the man at the helm of the Carasea. She suddenly felt shy as Rhys turned when Johnson greeted her, but the welcoming smile that touched his eyes propelled her forward. She took his outstretched hand and allowed herself to be drawn close beside him. One of his arms fell protectively across her shoulders.

“Good morning, sprite,” Rhys said softly.

Kenna stiffened a little at the use of her nickname. It was rather deflating that after last night he could call her by a name that was more suited to a child. She was not so certain of herself that his address did not sting her pride. “Good morning.”

Rhys frowned slightly, observing her. “Have you had breakfast?”

She shook her head and smiled warmly at the captain. “I trust you are feeling well this morning.”

“The day just got a touch brighter, Mrs. Canning. I’d be honored if you’d let me escort you around the ship, then perhaps breakfast with me in my cabin. I’ve not yet taken my morning meal.”

Kenna looked at Rhys, hoping he would tell the captain that he wanted to be with his wife. When he said nothing and merely dropped his arm from around her shoulder Kenna wanted to clench her jaw in frustration. Instead she gave him a coolly polite smile and took Johnson’s arm. “I’d be delighted, Captain.” She glanced over her shoulder as the captain led her away, but Rhys had already turned his back on them and was discussing something with the sailor who held the ship’s wheel.

By afternoon Kenna’s mood was as gray as the skies. Rhys was busy in the ship’s hold when Johnson and she finished their meal and she realized there was no reason for her to stay on deck. She returned to her cabin and read for a while. When that could not hold her interest she began working on her dress. Rain lashed a steady staccato beat against the windowpanes as Kenna sewed. She told herself that she did not expect Rhys to entertain her, but neither did she think he would be so eager to ignore her, passing her off to the captain and finding more work to do simply to avoid her. He did not join her for lunch and when dinner arrived she had given up hope of seeing him.

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