CHAPTER THREEIt was late in the afternoon before finally the ferry, rather battered by the rough sea, drew into London Bridge.
The Bracebridges had hardly left their cabin all day. On the top deck the only people moving about were Tania and Rupert.
He had always been a good sailor and a rough sea did not worry him – in fact he rather enjoyed it.
But he had never known a woman enjoy it too. Tania was proving to be even more unique than he at first thought her to be.
They decided to take luncheon together in Tania’s cabin, as the Bracebridges did not invite them.
Tania knew this was because Mrs. Bracebridge was feeling seasick and her husband wanted to be with her.
He had come out once or twice to see if they were all right and was rather amused to see they were enjoying the storm.
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