Chapter 32
Sam was dressed in his white swim trunks and an Aloha shirt he’d neglected to button. “Where the hell have you been?” he snapped. “Do you have any idea how worried I—we were?”
I paused with a foot on the lowest rung of the ladder and stared at him in surprise. “I’m an adult, Sam. I can take care of myself.”
“Like you did yesterday when you were nearly killed?”
“That wasn’t my fault.”
“Well, excuse the hell out of me. I was concerned. Never mind, I’m just glad you’re all right.” As he leaned over the ladder to offer me a hand the unbuttoned shirt swung open. “Like what you see, tiger?” he murmured complacently as he followed my gaze.
“Aren’t you supposed to be engaged?” I hoisted myself up onto the deck.
He opened his mouth, then abruptly shut it, his eyes almost bugging o
