Isabel emerged onto the main deck to a blast of hot air laden with the scent of fish, salt, and spicy tobacco. Raising her nose, she followed the aroma of the pipe until her gaze found Cutter, standing on the foredeck. Hann sat on a barrel next to him. The two lovers engaged in a conversation full of grins and laughter as if no one else existed in the universe. Isabel couldn't help but smile despite the sleepless night she'd spent pacing her cabin. Hann seemed much improved, and ...