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Captain Drake watched the whole thing unfold with amusement, as Anna and Major Marsh, continued to argue with each other. He was sure they had forgotten there were other people even standing around watching, since the crowd was as quiet as a mouse listening to these two and not knowing what to anticipate next out of them. He fought to urge to chuckle at them as they argued with each other.

“Are you accusing me again of some improper behavior Major Marsh, that seems to be a daily thing with you. I can tell you this, I’m sick of it! Do you hear me? Just sick of it, and sick of the stupid accusations you throw my way. If you continue to threaten me you’ll be sorry.” Anna hollered. Her temper was so overcooked that she shook her head in madness, and her hair ribbon fell out and her hair fell about her face and down her back.

Damn she was beautiful in that peach colored gown, with her silky red hair loose and her delicate skin just begging for his touch. He could look at those magnificent green eyes, which were as green as any emerald he had ever seen, all night long. Then there were those perfect luscious lips, which he loved to kiss. Damn, Damn, Damn. Keep you mind off the little troublemaker he told himself, just as he saw her jump up.

There was a bucket of water close by and when she jumped to her feet, Anna grabbed it and flung the water in his direction, taking off in a trot. She kept running to the other end of the ship, not looking behind her, and the cheers from the crowd pushed her forward. Anna quickly found a safe hiding spot under some canvas at the far end of the ship.