on my shoulder. I wasn’t afraid. I think he was trying to warn me.”
“Exactly. And you, my child, have a particular sensitivity to evil. It’s hereditary. The crow is a symbol of death, imminent death.”
“What is a crow doing all the way out here in the ocean?” Jack asked. “Isn’t that unusual?”
“Highly unusual,” acknowledged Juliette. “But it’s a sign from the universe. The spirit world. There’s dark matter afloat on this ship.”
“Are you talking about that big-ass crow outside our cabin?” Will interrupted, plopping down beside Juliette and surprising her with a kiss on the lips. “It almost pecked my eyes out. But it was gentle as a sparrow with my wife.”
Juliette frowned. “Will, how many times do I need to tell you there’s no need to pretend we’re married when it’s just Jack and Kate.”
“Just practicing.” Will flashed a dazzling smile.
Juliette sighed and glanced at Will. “You’re impossible, Will Bradley.”
“The girls were just talking about a death aboard ship.”
“A death that’s already happened?” Will asked.
“Soon,” Juliette promised. “It will happen very soon.”
“Should we alert the captain?” Jack asked.
“You might want to, but I don’t think there’s anything he can do to prevent it. It’s fated. I’d like to walk around the ship before dinner, see if Kate or I get any strong feelings, or sense anything irregular.”
“Then let’s do it, ladies,” said Will, springing up and pulling Juliette with him. Grabbing her hand, he started toward the door.
“Will,” Juliette admonished.
“Just holding my wife’s hand,” Will said, smiling and warming her hand in both of his. “A husband’s prerogative.”
“What you’re doing is taking advantage.”
“Whenever I can,” Will said, planting another sloppy kiss on Juliette’s lips.
Juliette went to slap him with her free hand, and he grabbed it and brought it up to his lips.
“Everyone is looking at us now, sweetheart. Let’s give them something to wag their tongues about.”
Will wrapped his arms around Juliette, then bent her back dramatically, kissing her slowly and thoroughly. He pressed himself against her, and she shivered until she felt his arousal. She tried to speak but was trapped by his strong arms and his gentle lips. She tried to fight her feelings, but, she had to admit, the Chief was making her feel something. Something monumental.
Some couples walking by clapped. The men gave Will a thumbs-up.
Finally, he let her go.
“Don’t do that again,” Juliette hissed, straightening the sleeve of her dress from where it had slipped off her shoulder.
“It felt good, didn’t it, sugar?” Will challenged.
“Maybe to you, but not to me.” Juliette colored, and she made a show of smoothing the wrinkles out of her wrinkle-free dress. She wondered if the Chief knew she was lying.
“Just let go, Juliette. You’re so uptight. You know you felt something. Let’s see where it takes us.”
“I know where it’s going to take us. Nowhere. And if you kiss me like that again, you’ll be sorry.”
“Now don’t go getting your feathers all ruffled. What are you going to do, turn me into a frog?”
Juliette mustered up her most malevolent glare and fixed him with her cold-as-steel violet eyes. “Don’t tempt me, Will Bradley. You don’t want to mess with me. I killed a man, remember?”
“A man who deserved to die,” Will said. “Someday, I’d like to hear the story, from you.”
“Instead of the tabloids? Well, I killed him, and I’d do it again. Just mull that over, next time you decide to paw me in public,” Juliette threatened.
“I wasn’t pawing you. I’m trying to get through that frigid exterior of yours to the soft woman I know is inside.” Will stared at Juliette’s breasts. “I’m trying to show you how I feel. I’m attracted to you, Juliette. And that’s the God’s honest truth. I like having a wife again. I like it a