Lovewrecked - Karina Halle Page 0,34

alarm went off in the middle of the night, it felt like pure torture getting up. So I didn’t. I turned off snooze and fell asleep for probably five minutes before Tai was shaking me awake.

Did I mention I was DROOLING?! Yes, Mr. Sexy Pants Pirate probably got a great view of that. Ugh. Anyway, I pulled on my joggers and a hoodie and joined him. I could already hear Richard snoring loudly from the rear cabin.

Tai had a Thermos full of hot coffee for us, so at least that was good, and the stars made up for it. I’ve never seen so many stars before. It was like looking at the universe for the first time and seeing ALL of it. It was pretty intense. It woke me up.

And you know what? We actually TALKED. Or I did. About Lacey, about life…about things I’ve never voiced to anyone, things I never voice to myself.

It felt so damn good, even though I was telling it to Tai of all people.

I guess I just trust him with my thoughts.

He at least was being supportive. Made me feel a little less alone, which is something I’m realizing I’ve felt my whole life. All the boyfriends and friends I surrounded myself with did nothing to stop me from feeling alone.

But hey, at least I’m recognizing that now.

Better late than never.

Or as Tai said, better to become than just be.

Then the sun came up. Just a hint of red at the horizon before it slowly rose and the new day began.

It was probably the prettiest sunrise I’ve ever seen.

Daisy’s Log: Day 3

It’s past bedtime but I’m awake. The ocean was rougher today and the boat is still doing this back-and-forth up-and-down thing, and it turns out that doesn’t rock you to sleep like a baby, instead it’s like someone attached said cradle to a rollercoaster.

I don’t like it.

It scares me. It makes me realize how far from anything we are.

I kept on looking at the GPS chart today and it’s just…there’s nothing out there.

NOTHING!

Just endless sea.

And there’s nothing going on in here. None of our phones work, we don’t have any internet, there’s the satellite phone but that’s only for emergencies.

Thank god I brought my Kindle and a few paperbacks, otherwise I would be bored as hell.

I think the others are starting to feel the pinch too.

Lacey is baking bread all the time.

Richard is fishing off the boat (and not catching a thing).

Tai is being Tai. We talk to each other, of course, and occasionally he’ll say something charming, and then I’ll admire the way his lips move when he’s talking, and then he’ll put up some wall again to keep me in my place.

But the food has been good and cocktail hour, albeit bumpy as hell, is a nice way for everyone to come together.

Hopefully that was the last of the waves.

Daisy’s Log: Day 4

Today Richard defied the odds of his dorkiness and caught a Mahi-mahi!

Tai cooked it for dinner. Highlight of the day, hands down.

(Have I mentioned there’s nothing sexier than a man that can cook?)

Oh, Lacey ran out of yeast and had a meltdown.

I read two books back to back.

The seas are calmer today. Last night wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be though, since I actually felt better being on deck in the fresh night air.

I’m starting to look forward to Tai’s extra strong coffee and our middle of the night rendezvous.

I’m starting to appreciate the silence.

Daisy’s Log: Day 5

I’ve discovered that there are fifteen steps from the cockpit to the front of the boat. I walked those fifteen steps for an hour, just to try and get my steps up. I miss working out. I miss going for runs. I miss going for a walk ANYWHERE.

Instead all I see is water. All I see is this boat.

All I see are Lacey and Richard and Tai.

Richard is growing a mustache and it looks awful, like someone glued pubes to his face.

Lacey is making flatbread now since she ran out of yeast. We pretend it tastes good.

And Tai has a sore back from sleeping on the couch. I only know this because I noticed him wincing when he was going up the stairs and I had to literally bug him forever until he finally admitted it.

The couch is way too small for his frame at any rate.

So I gave him my room.

He wouldn’t take it.

Then I lay down on the couch, so that if he really wanted me to