“Nathaniel looked happy as a lark to sail his maiden voyage as Captain.” Dawson commented. “Since a child, he’s claimed his wife would be the Sea.”
Catherine shot Dawson a glare. The arrogant smile on his lips and the message in his eyes read as a warning. She rolled her eyes at him and took another bite of green beans, chewing with such force she almost bit her tongue.
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Published on August 18, 2013 03:00