“Down below is still a mess.” She hadn’t really thought about the inside of the boat. The cabin was barely as tall as her knees. There was a tiny door that might do for the White Rabbit, but she was no Alice in Wonderland to go crawling on her hands and knees, especially not in her cashmere coat.
He opened the door and then slid a part of the roof back. A little ladder went much farther down than she thought. Down far enough to stand in. Down until, she glanced over the side and then back down the ladder, until she’d be standing underwater to her knees.
“Make sure to hold on as you come down.” Russell clambered down into the cabin like he was born to it, facing forward as he dropped down the ladder holding onto nothing at all. She knew from experience that men lived in a world of their o
