Chapter 636

　　Isla

　　One week later, we walked into our stateroom, and Arric stalled, wrapping his arms around me from behind. "Wasn't expecting this."

　　"What do you mean?" I asked. "You told me at one point you were a fisherman."

　　He chuckled. "Ain't never been on a boat that looked like this, baby."

　　I tur...