Evangeline.
I awoke to the feeling of Ben’s arms wrapped around me, his chest pressing up against my back with his face buried in the side of my neck. He was still fast asleep, breath tickling my skin as I stared at the side of the ship in front of me.
It was morning from the sound of people bustling outside and seagulls crying out overhead. I could hear the crew above deck, chatting and laughing when I began to stir, twisting my body so that I was facing the groggy man, groaning in protest to my movements.
He turned onto his back, his face falling to the side when the light shining through the floorboards above began to irritate his eyes. I could feel his hand on my back, moving up and down, slowly and tenderly dragging his fingers along the curve of my spine.
I placed my arms on his
