Nomad's Galaxy: A Kurtherian Gambit Series (Terry Henry Walton Chronicles Book 10) by Craig Martelle & Michael Anderle

Author:Craig Martelle & Michael Anderle [Martelle, Craig]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2017-08-17T04:00:00+00:00

Lake Michigan

“There they are. Go right!” Shonna called over her shoulder as she leaned over the prow, using her Werewolf vision to see the three figures floating in the water ahead. “Oh, shit!”

She ran two steps and vaulted beyond the single mast to untie the sail. Merrit worked the ship’s wheel back and forth to slow the boat.

“Ahoy!” he yelled.

“Bring that boat over here so I can shove that ‘ahoy’ up your ass!” Terry called back in a tired voice.

Shonna made a face at Merrit, confirming what he thought.

They were in trouble.

Shonna threw a rope to Terry as the boat glided by. Char and Sarah grabbed on, letting the boat pull them close to the hull. Shonna and Merrit pulled them aboard.

Terry climbed aboard last.

“We’re not very far from shore. We’ll head that way now. Eve has given us a heading,” Merrit offered.

Terry glared at him with tired eyes. “What took you so long?” he croaked.

“Once the storm settled, it took a while to jury-rig the sail. And then, I’m so sorry, but we fell asleep. Why didn’t you call Eve for a pod?”

“Because I trusted that you would be on your way as soon as you could.”

“Fuck, man. I can’t tell you how sorry we are. Fighting to keep the boat afloat with the sail dicked up took everything we had,” Merrit pleaded. He bowed his head as he sought Terry’s mercy. Shonna stood at his side, equally apologetic.

“We survived. That’s all that matters. I don’t blame you. We fell asleep, too, for a couple minutes anyway. I think we’ll get some sleep. Wake us in the morning and have breakfast ready.”

Terry smiled as he went below, joining Char and Sarah who were already dried off and sound asleep in the two beds. He covered the naked women with blankets, before stripping off his wet clothes and toweling himself dry with the one towel that the two women had used. He did the best he could, before working his way into the narrow bunk next to his wife.

He kissed her on her red-hot forehead and caressed the silver streak of hair that framed one side of her face. “My love,” he whispered before laying back. He didn’t even remember his head hitting their shared pillow.

Merrit looked to Shonna. “No more fuck-ups,” he whispered harshly.

“Back at you, nut-licker!”

“Only because I can,” he replied. They were both relieved at not being castigated for their failure. Saving the boat had taken a great effort, and they weren’t experienced sailors like Terry and Char.

“All’s well that ends well, but this isn’t the end. We’ve got a long way to go. How far do you think we’ll be able to sail up the Saint Lawrence?” Shonna asked.

Merrit shrugged. “We’ll find out soon enough.”

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