In less than twelve hours, he’d lose her forever. They’d be docked in Juneau by morning, then the passengers would disembark and scatter to the wind. Cruise over. And he’d be alone. No more Anne. Ever. Pain seared his soul at the thought. They walked hand in hand, taking an evening stroll on the deck. A final stroll. He didn’t know if he could do this—lose her. But how could he convince her to give everything up and be as irresponsible as she thought he was? The task seemed impossible, but facing the looming end of their temporary relationship meant he had to try or regret it forever. “Anne.” “Yes?” She swung their entwined fingers between them, though she was quieter than normal. He wasn’t sure if it was because of another ugly phone call from her mother, or if it was because they’d be parting. He knew which he was hoping for. How the hell did he broach this topic? Subtlety wasn’t his strong suit.
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