A voice intruded from behind him. I see my patients are up and about.
He stepped back hastily from the girl. Whether he was more chagrined at the interruption or abjectly relieved by it, he couldnt say. Hey, Doc, he mumbled.
Aiden. Hows your breathing?
Fine. An awkward silence descended. It had been a long time since hed had need for social niceties, but he roused his rusty skills to mutter, Sunny, this is Doctor Gemma Jones. Gem, meet Sunny.
The two women nodded at one another. Howre you feeling today? Gemma asked Sunny.
Okay, I guess. My throat feels awful.
Itll clear up in a few days. The doctor added, If youve got a little time later, Id like to run some simple neurological tests on you.
Sunny answered, Give me a shout-out whenever you want to do it.
How about now, then? Gemma responded briskly. Aiden scowled at the interruption of their time together. He was making good progress
He cut off that train of thought sharply. He did not progress with seducing women anymore, dammit.
Gemma announced, Ill get my bag and be back in a few minutes.
The doctors departure was apparently the cue for the ships captain to make an appearance. Aiden sighed. It was a plot to keep him from having any time alone with Sunny. Or more likely, theyd come to enjoy watching him squirm. It wasnt often these days he interacted with women for this long. Sunny, this is Captain Steig Carlson.
As in the ships captain? she asked, eyeing the big blond Swede a little too appreciatively for Aidens taste.
Steig smiled and held out his hand to her. Thats right, Miss Jordan.
Call me Sunny.
Only if youll call me Steig.
Aiden managed not to roll his eyes, but it was a close thing. So, Steig. I assume you tracked the ship that wiped out Sunnys boat?
We followed it until it rounded an island and we lost radar contact. By the time we passed the headland, it had blended in with the other traffic in the shipping lanes. I can tell you one thing, though. It was fast. We had to push the throttles wide open just to maintain the gap between us.
The Sea Nymph could run at thirty knots if she had to. And the other ship had been able to match that speed? Modern whaling ships could move that fast, but not too many other fishing vessels could do it. Any idea who she was? he asked.
Steig shook his head regretfully. We never got visual on her again after we picked you and Sunny out of the water.
Did it look like a fishing boat to you? Aiden asked.
No. Wrong rigging for fishing. It looked more like the Swede frowned Im not sure what. Research vessel, maybe.
Aiden and Steig traded grim looks. They were both thinking the same thing. A surveillance ship of some kind. Why would some foreign government have it in for a lone, independent filmmaker? They both looked over at the woman leaning on the rail, eyes closed, face turned up to the sunshine. Who was she? And what in the hell had she really been doing out here?
Aiden asked in sudden recollection, Sunny, what was in that bag you were clutching when I dragged you up to the surface?
She frowned, then her eyes lit up. Did my camera bag make it aboard with me?
Aiden had no idea. Hed passed out shortly after resuscitating her. Steig answered, however. Yes, it did.
Where is it? she asked eagerly.
The captain was prevented from answering by the arrival of Doctor Jones to test Sunnys brain function. Gemma shooed Aiden and Steig away with a promise to return their shiny new toy to them later.
As Sunny threw a startled glance in his direction, Aiden scowled at Gemma. The doctor had the social skills of an amoeba sometimes.
A sailor called for Steig to return to the bridge, and Aiden made his way belowdecks. It was a simple mattertrack down the cabin where Sunnys clothes, laundered and pressed, had been hung in a closet. Sure enough, her bag sat on the floor beneath the hangers. Steigs crew was nothing if not efficient.
He should leave the bag alone. Let the poor girl have her privacy. The new Aiden didnt pull stunts like this. And yet, he pulled the waterproof sack out of her closet. He needed to know if the reason shed nearly been killed was something shed recorded, right?
Armed with that thin logic, he dumped the contents of the bag onto her bed. A few dog-eared family photos. Cell phone. Wallet. A flash drive. An impressive array of high-tech camera gear, including memory cards for her digital movie camera. Dozens of them.
He loaded a random card into her camera and pushed the play button. The footage had been taken underwater. A school of dolphins was circling, playing with the camerapersonpresumably Sunny. Shafts of sunlight streamed down into the sea and various fish darted in and out of the light. It made him want to take off his clothes and dive overboard right now. But then, his longing for the water was never far from him.
He popped the memory card out and put in another one. The footage jolted him. It was of live sharks thrashing on the deck of a fishing vessel as their fins were sawed off. They were rolled into the ocean still alive, mutilated and bloody, to die. The waste of it was sickening. If they were going to kill a shark, couldnt they at least harvest the entire animal for its meat?
He fast-forwarded to another set of footage, fuzzy images of ships at a distance. But the quality of the film was poor. It had been shot through rain and the visibility wasnt great.
Without warning, the door opened behind him. This will be your A steward broke off in surprise. Oh! Im sorry, sir
Thats okay, Aiden replied, hastily stuffing the camera back into the bag.
But he wasnt fast enough. Sunny had spotted what hed been doing. Hey! Thats my camera. What are you doing with it? I didnt give you permission to mess with my stuff.
He winced. She was, of course, entirely right. He explained hastily, Somebody tried to kill you. Im trying to find out why.
The steward backed out discreetly and closed the door as Sunny retorted angrily, Thats none of your business.
She was magnificent in her indignation. Her eyes sparked golden fire and her entire body vibrated with passion. Lord, to bed all that exploding energy
Not. Happening. Chagrined on several levels, he made a lame attempt to justify himself. If youre going to be aboard this ship, anything that might bring danger to it is my business. I wanted to know what threat were dealing with.
If Im such a danger, put me ashore. Sail for the nearest port and Ill disembark. Or if you really want to get rid of me and my personal baggage, have a helicopter come get me. I saw a snazzy landing pad for one up on deck.
His voice rose in frustration. Im not trying to get rid of you. Im trying to protect you!
It looks to me like youre trying to invade my privacy and doing a pretty good job of it. I dont need your protection.
Was she completely without a clue as to how much danger she might be in? He snapped, Right. Thats why your boat was run over and I pulled you from the water more dead than alive. Because youre doing such a bang-up job of taking care of yourself.
She snatched the bag out of his hands and clutched it to her chest in much the same way she had done underwater the night before. What was on those other memory cards she seemed so desperate to protect?
If Im not mistaken, she said stiffly, this is my room. That being the case, please leave.
She was throwing him out? After hed saved her life? Exasperation slammed into him. He was only trying to help, dammit. He surged to his feet and headed for the door. A citrus scent wafted to him as he passed by her. It was tart and sweet on his tongue and begged to be tasted more fully, and it only succeeded in making him madder.
He paused in the doorway and spoke, his voice sounding stiff even to him. Im sorry if I offended you. But since my help is obviously not welcome, Ill leave you alone. Ill have Steig arrange to put you ashore as soon as possible.
Sunny stared at the door in dismay as it closed behind Aiden. She didnt mean to make him get all angry and distant like that; shed just been mad that hed been rifling through her bag. Its contents were all she had left in the entire world. Literally. Everything she owned had been on the New Dawn and was now lying on the bottom of the ocean. She didnt need some strangereven if he was glorious to look atpawing through what little remained of her life.
She was probably overreacting. And it didnt help that she was already on edge. Spending more than thirty seconds in the company of Gemma Jones was enough to make any woman feel inferior and a little tense. The doctor was so intelligent it was hard to have a conversation with her; her mind worked so quickly that she leaped from subject to subject almost too fast to follow.
Not to mention, Sunny was a little jealous of the easy relationship Gemma seemed to have with Aiden. Which was silly because she herself barely knew him. But something funny happened to her stomach whenever he smiled at her. And after hed saved her life, shed thought they had some sort of special connection. Maybe in her semiconscious state shed just imagined it.
Disappointment coursed through her. For a little while there, she hadnt felt alone in the world. And it had been nice. But then he had to go and intrude in her life. What was left of it. Still, she did owe him her life, and she had snapped at him.
She left her cabin in search of Aiden to apologize, but he was nowhere to be found. At least nowhere the crew wanted to tell her about. Hed probably given them orders to keep her away from him. Maybe Steig could intervene on her behalf.
It was hard to believe a person could get lost on a yacht, but this one was huge. And plush. Shed never seen anything as luxurious in all her years of sailing. Eventually, she found her way to the bridge. She stepped into the high-tech space and stopped to stare.
A sailor in a crisp white uniform spotted her. Can I help you, miss?
Is Captain Carlson available?
The guy glanced at a closed door at the far end of the bridge. If youll follow me?
Steig stood up when she walked into his compact and very tidy office. Is anything wrong, Miss Jordan?
I thought we agreed youd call me Sunny.
He smiled and ducked his head.
I need your help. I think I made Aiden mad, and I want to make it up to him.
Steig looked frankly shocked. Aiden? Mad? Do tell.
She explained quickly. I snapped at him when I caught him going through my things, but Id like to apologize. Make it up to him. I thought maybe dinner with him Why did Steig look so stunned? Is something wrong? she asked quickly.
Not at all. Continue.
If I invite him to eat with me he might say no. But I thought if you were to ask him, maybe he wouldnt refuse. It doesnt have to be anything fancy. Something simple like a picnic, peanut-butter sandwiches on deck, would be fine. I just need to talk to him before he throws me off the ship.
Throws you off? Steig exclaimed. Just how angry did you make him?
I kicked him out of my cabin, she confessed. He yelled at me first, though.
Did he, now? Steig was beginning to look amused. He actually yelled? I definitely think I can help you. But my chef would not be caught dead serving peanut-butter sandwiches to a guest. Ill take care of the arrangements. Say, seven oclock tonight in the salon?
Uhh, okay.
Gemma will be delighted to help you with some clothes. Be sure to mention to her that Aiden yelled at you. He waved her out of his office with one hand while an unholy smile spread across his face. Ive got some calls to make.
What had she done? Had she just set up Aiden to be the butt of some horrible practical joke that would only make him more angry at her? She visited Gemma, who reacted just as strangely as Steig to the fact that Aiden had yelled at her. The doctor pronounced it excellent news and immediately agreed to set up Sunny with a nice dress for dinner.
What on earth? Why were they all so thrilled shed made him mad?
The arrangements for her grand apology in place, Sunny made her way back to her cabin. She managed to take a fretful nap but woke to the memory of a giant black shark bearing down on her with the intent to kill. She jolted awake in a cold sweat.
Why would anyone try to kill her? Had she really made a bunch of fishermen that angry? It wasnt as if deep-sea fishing practices were any big secret. Plenty of other documentaries had been filmed detailing their more outrageous behavior.
Someone knocked on her door, and Sunny opened it to reveal a steward holding a sexy little black dress on a hanger. He also held out a clear plastic bag that contained panty hose, high-heeled shoes that looked a little big for her but would probably work in a pinch, a curling iron, hair spray and makeup. Lots of lovely makeup. God bless Gemma Jones.
Sunny might happily sail all over the world for months on end and never see a tube of lipstick, but when she got a chance to doll herself up, she enjoyed doing it as much as the next girl. Sighing in delight, she took the offerings from the steward and retreated into her tiny bathroom to play.
At ten minutes till seven, another knock sounded on her door. After a quick spritz of some heavenly perfume, whose name she would have to get from Gemma, she opened the door. Steig, wearing a white dress uniform, looked smashing.
Im here to escort you to dinner, Miss Jordan.
Sunny.
Its Miss Jordan tonight. And may I say, you look lovely. He held out his forearm to her. Smiling shyly, she laid her hand on it and let him lead her up two decks and down a passageway to a massive living room. At the far end of it she spied a linen-covered table sporting red roses, tall candles and cut crystal.
Youre not pulling some kind of joke on Aiden, are you?
Not at all. Why would you think that?
This isnt exactly peanut-butter sandwiches on deck.
Please dont disappoint the chef. He spent all afternoon working on making this meal perfect. He doesnt often get a chance to go all out. The crews a bunch of crusty old sailors who dont appreciate his finer gastronomic efforts.
You shouldnt have gone to all this trouble, she murmured.
My pleasure. Aiden needs someone in his life who inspires emotion.
Now, what did that mean? Before she could ask, Steig made a formal little bow and announced, Ill leave you now. Bon appétit.
Uhh, thank you.
The salon felt huge and hollow as silence settled around her. A subliminal rumble of engines was the only sound in the background. But then, out of hidden speakers around the room, quiet chamber music started. She was so not a violins-and-haute-cuisine kind of girl. But hey. If the captain thought this would work on Aiden, she could roll with it.