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Once on the main deck again, she could feel the spray of fresh saltwater on her face and she closed her eyes lifting her face up toward the hot sun. She slowly licked her lips and savored the taste of salt on them.

This didn’t escape the notice of Major Marsh, who strolled over to Anna’s side. “Have a nice time with the Captain, Miss Pemberton? Talk about anything I should know about?” He asked in his deep English drawl.

She opened her green eyes to find his blue eyes dangerously close. “Why Major Marsh, still following me around?” She questioned him in a sultry voice, trying to aggravate him. “Actually earlier today Captain Drake was concerned that you might be bothering me.”

He leaned toward her confidentially. “Oh did he now, and what did you say?” He quizzed, with a gleam in this eye.

Did the man have no scruples, standing so close to her on the deck in front of everyone? She thought about making some clever remark so he’d stop following her, but for some reason she didn’t want to do that. It was the perfect chance to get rid of the cad, but the idea was not very appealing to her. She liked his company and actually looked forward to seeing him, because he stirred something in her no one else had.

“Actually I told him you weren’t bothering me at all, and that you fancied yourself protecting me.” She answered with a slight smile and amusement in her voice.