Chapter 34: ThomasRoddy didn’t expect to enjoy traveling in an airship.
On being shown to the cabin that would house us for the duration of the trip, I hugged him briefly. “I’m going to speak with Jacques. Why don’t you get us settled? Don’t worry so, love. It will be fine.” I ran my hand over his hair, and he frowned at me. “Honestly.”
But I lingered at the door, watching his competent movements as he began unpacking the clothes we would need for the relatively short journey, putting trousers and shirts into the chest of drawers. The minuscule washbasin actually provided hot water, and he set our razor, comb and toothbrushes next to it. His expression was rueful as he regarded the jar that contained the cream we used as a lubricant when we made love.
I remembered the first time we’d tr
