4.5 STARS FROM THE READING CAFE: BY SEA is an amazing and suspense filled storyline about betrayal, government secrets and finding love…Carly Fall has a gifted imagination where the supernatural blends with a contemporary storyline of romance and love; where fantasy and fiction equals seduction of the mind; and where the reader is pulled into a provocative and wondrous world-one page at a time.
While fighting the War on Drugs in Latin America, Marine Brody Teller was involved in an accident that left him with a supernatural power: a deep connection to the sea and the ability to control it.
When the mysterious Joe Smith approaches him with an incredible job offer, Brody thinks it’s too good to be true. His life-saving need as well as his desire to be near the ocean while earning a living are rolled into one perfect job: the captain of a yacht.
Rayna Lopez lives a quiet life as she tries to climb her way up the CIA ladder, always in fear the government will learn of her family lineage. When her father asks for help getting her famous and belligerent half-sister out of trouble, Rayna reluctantly agrees to travel with her and they board a yacht where they will be protected.
Brody and Rayna realize they’ve met before, and despite a significant lack of trust between them, they face an attraction neither can deny. As they fight to keep Rayna’s sister alive, lies are revealed and secrets are told. They must both learn to trust each other, and—if they live through their voyage—figure out what to do about their whirlwind romance.
©2014 by Carly Fall
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“You’re up late, or early, depending on how you look at the clock,” a deep voice rumbled from behind her. She jumped, thankful she had almost finished all her wine and it hadn’t sloshed out of the glass.
Spinning around, she was surprised to see Brody standing in the Bridge doorway wearing nothing but a pair of white shorts, his arms crossed over his big chest, and his biceps rolled into tight knots as he leaned against the doorframe.
“You startled me,” she said, feeling exposed in her short t-shirt. She wanted to run, but something held her there as he stared at her.
Pushing himself off the doorframe, he strolled over to her. “Why aren’t you in bed?”
“Why aren’t you?” she asked.
Now he stood mere inches from her, looming over her. His breath had a slight tint of whiskey.
“I was. You woke me up.”
Confused, she continued to stare up at him. How did she wake him when he slept downstairs in the crew quarters?
“I sleep on the Bridge when we’re out at sea,” he murmured. “I heard you when you were downstairs in the Main Salon.”
She drained her glass, very much aware of how little space and clothing separated their bodies.
“Why are you up, Rayna?” he asked, his voice just above a whisper. “What’s keeping you awake? Is your bed uncomfortable?”
“No, it’s fine,” she said, finally breaking the stare and gazing out to the moonlight again. “I just have a lot on my mind.”
“Nothing,” she murmured. “Just . . . just my sister.”
He placed his hand on her shoulder, and she turned her head at his touch.
“And what if I thought something different was keeping you awake?”
“Like what?” she swallowed, her voice tight.
“Like you and me. Us. Together.”
She shut her eyes and turned her head back toward the window. Never would she admit it as she’d already been over all the reasons getting together with Brody was a bad idea.
“Maybe I’m wrong, but I’d thought I’d ask because that’s what’s been keeping me up tonight,” he said, his hand kneading her shoulder before it slipped away.
Rayna knew that if she said yes, things would go into a place anyone in their right mind would deem not advisable. However, the brief contact of his skin on hers brought out a deep, visceral ache that needed to be sated.
“You weren’t wrong,” she whispered, staring out into the night.
“Then look at me,” he growled.
She shut her eyes while gathering her nerve, reminding herself she wanted this as well. However, in her bones, she also felt this could be the biggest mistake of her life.
“Look at me, Rayna.”