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life is more or less nonexistent.”
    That recaptured his attention. “Obviously you had one at some point since you’re pregnant.”
    If he only knew the real circumstances behind the pregnancy. One couldn’t be wined and dined by a plastic catheter. “You’re right, let’s not go there.”
    His crooked smile made a sudden showing. “Ah, come on now, Dorothy. You started this.”
    She stood. “And it is now finished, Ahab.”
    The lights flickered as Lizzie carried their plates to the sink. She stopped and stared at the ceiling. “What was that?”
    Turning, she found Jack with his head lowered, the bridge of his nose pinched between two fingers as if he had one heck of a headache. Then came a long, frustrated sigh. “The batteries are going down. It’s only a matter of time before the lights go out completely.”
    â€œThen we’re going to be completely in the dark?”
    He looked up. “Yeah.”
    â€œDo you have any candles?”
    â€œAnother rule. No candles on the boat, which means we need to conserve power.”
    So much for creating a romantic ambience, Lizzie thought. “Flashlights?”
    â€œA couple. But I’m out of extra batteries. I do have a kerosene lantern we can use until that fuel runs out.”
    Just peachy. Lizzie leaned back against the counter. “Does this mean we’re going to have to eat cold food?”
    â€œYeah.”
    â€œAnd take cold showers in the dark until we’re rescued?”
    â€œYeah. But I was planning on that anyway.”Coming to his feet, he headed toward the stairs. “Until the water runs out.”
    â€œWhere are you going?” Lizzie asked, following behind him in case he decided to shoot something else.
    â€œTo light some flares.”
    â€œCan I help?”
    He stopped and faced her. “You can watch.”
    â€œThat’s no fun,” she said with a grin. “I’d really rather participate.”
    He inclined his head. “Would you?”
    â€œYes. Don’t you think it’s more productive when two people get in on the act?”
    â€œThat depends on the act.”
    In a fit of feminine insanity, she brushed her bangs away from her forehead and attempted a coy look. “Did you have a particular act in mind?”
    His silver eyes darkened with something mysterious and promising and overtly sensual. “Flares, Dorothy. We’re going to ignite some flares.”
    Something else was igniting. Something new and different within Lizzie. Something combustible that had to do with chemistry, and not the kind one studied in high school. Combustion between a man and woman. Between Ahab and Dorothy.
    Maybe Captain Jack didn’t want to acknowledge it now, but he would if Lizzie had any say-so in the matter. They were stranded and had to find some way to pass the time. Life was short, and no one could predict the future. She might as well go for it because this chance might never come again. The chance to experience what it would be like to have a strong,brooding sailor make love to her. A live, virile man. For the very first time.
    Then once she returned to her life, she could take the experience with her. And on those lonely nights, she would bring out the memories to keep her company.
    If Jackson Dunlap could be persuaded to cooperate.

Three
    J ack sent up the flares, only two tonight. He’d save the other two for later if these didn’t happen to summon assistance.
    â€œOh, wow.”
    He glanced at Lizzie who watched the cloudy sky with wonder, as if the display of light had been provided for entertainment.
    â€œThey’re so pretty,” she said, turning her amazing smile on him. “I remember thinking that very thing while watching Titanic. ”
    Good, God. “I don’t think we should go there, either, Dorothy.”
    â€œOh, pooh. It was a nice romantic movie, if you overlooked the ship