Jared rested his head on my breast. He breathed heavily, our legs still entwined.
Gently, I stroked my fingers through his hair, watching the sun make its last descent below the horizon.
Just before we lost the light, my eyes caught something strange off in the distance.
“Jared.”
I nudged him and he lifted his head.
Sitting up, I threw the bathing suit cover back on and went to the rail of the boat.
There was a long, thin, black line stretching across the horizon.
“Do you see that?” I pointed.
Jared joined me at the rail. He had his swim trunks on again. His eyes darkened as he looked where I pointed. Something ominous passed over his face.
“It is just a sea storm. It’s still a few days out. We’ll have plenty of time to find shelter before it gets here.”
I nodded slowly and gripped the rail of the boat. Dread stuck in my veins like glue, making my blood feel like sludge.
That wasn’t just the darkness of a sea storm.