Naia was waiting outside the dining hall when he finally arrived. She must have sensed him when he came on deck, and turned around, eyeing him from head to toe. “You don’t look like a man who nearly died a couple of weeks ago,” she teased.
“I accept your compliment,” Rob chuckled. He’d been planning this moment for the past few days, and hoped his courage wouldn’t fail him. Tonight, for the first time since they were shot at, he’d return to their cabin adjacent to the captain’s quarters. What would happen afterwards, well, it all depended on her. On this woman, this siren, who held a spell over him without ever singing a note.
He gazed up at the stars and the half-moon shining overhead, then back at the beauty in her pale green evening dress. “Nice night out.”
“Yeah, but we’re supposed
