“Kiss, kiss, kiss.” Duchess spread her feet farther apart to keep her balance.
Bonnie returned. The wind had kicked up again and the waves were starting to swell. She’d thrown on one of her sweatshirts and her deck shoes. She’d also tied her hair up and out of the way. “I’ve got everything as locked down as I can make it. What now?”
“You’re going to take the chair.” He eased back a little on the speed and got up, then pulled her around him. “You’ve been watching me, right?”
“Yes.” He heard the hint of nerves in her voice even as she wrapped her hands around the wheel. “This is where I follow the direction you’ve set, right?” She jerked her chin toward the indicator. “Compass is right there.
Speed here.”
“Right. We’re going to veer to the east and try to keep it between forty and forty-five degrees. The swells will come at us from the back, and when they start to hit, we’re going to reduce speed by at least fifty percent.”
