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Anna found a crate at the bow of the boat to sit on and waited for Robert to do the same. She felt a little guilty about the slug she gave him to his jaw earlier; it was a bit bruised looking already. The darn man shouldn’t keep trying to push her around. He should have learned that by now, she thought to herself.

“Does your jaw hurt?” She questioned in an apologetic tone. “I didn’t mean to hit you so hard but you got my temper riled up.”

Robert watched her with amusement, and noticed how she skirted around the apology without actually making one. He finally busted out laughing, and then moaned at the same time because it made his jaw ache.

“Have I ever said how much I enjoy being around you?” He asked, with a hint of laughter in his bright blue eyes.

“Why no you haven’t Robert.” Anna laughed too. “Is it the way I throw a sucker punch?”

Anna had to admit to herself she liked Major Robert Marsh too. The worst part of the voyage ending was never seeing him again, she had realized. The man had the charm of a rattlesnake at times, but she loved him nonetheless. He might be a rogue but he was the rogue that she fell in love with and desired.