In Deep Water by Anita Philmar
Almost drowning reveals a whirlpool of emotion that won’t be satisfied by anything less than complete surrender.
Skinny-dipping to cool off in the Trinity River couldn’t cause any problem...could it?
Wading into the water, Carolyn Evans takes one step to far and finds herself neck-deep in the river and fighting for her life.
After saving Carolyn from drowning, Zack Goodman is trapped in an awkward situation when they’re both rescued by a steamboat and hauled on deck.
Naked and embarrassed, Carolyn is quick to save them from humiliation and claims they are married.
Will Zack release her from her claim of matrimony? Or will he teach her once words are spoken...they are not so easily retracted?
“Okay everyone, the excitement is over. Let’s give this young couple some room to breathe. They must be feeling a might peckish after their swim.” The man waved his hands about to force the onlookers back.
“You youngins follow me. I’ll show you to a cabin and then rustle you up...”
“Hey Captain, ain’t you afraid to leave them two alone?” An older man called out.
“Nay, she looks like she fell down in a sticker patch and the cows ran over her. He’ll be lucky if he’s not stuck in the doghouse for days.” Another man heckled.
The crowd burst into laughter.
Zack tightened his hold on the girl in his arms and they turned to follow the Captain.
Brushing back her hair, the girl tightened her hold on her blanket and strutted through the crowd with her head held high.
Zack, pleased she hadn’t dissolved into tears, smiled at the people gathered up on deck and followed her as the Captain led the way inside.
After weaving their way through the bowels of the steamboat, the Captain paused by a door marked private. “Y’all sit a spell in here while I find clothes to fit you. We’re due to arrive at Liberty here in...” He pulled his watch out of his front pocket and read the time. “Shouldn’t be too long now. I’ll send someone along here in a bit with some clothes. Though, I’m not too sure what we’ll be able to rustle up for the lady.”
“I ain’t really picky at the moment.” The girl bit her lip and settled on the edge of the cot that was positioned against the far wall of the cabin.
The Captain smiled and offered a curt nod to Zack. Then the man stepped through the door, closing it behind him.
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