He had his camera glued to his eyeball and was in full paparazzi mode as he shoved his way to the front railing at the stern of the massive cruise ship. She shivered under the bleak sky and wished she’d worn socks and sneakers rather than sandals. She tried to inch her way forward as another rush of air signaled a whale had surfaced not far from the bow, but even when she danced on tiptoes her view was blocked by a solid wall of shoulders. Someone grabbed her arm and drew her in front of them next to the railing—Harvey. “Thanks.” She smiled up at him, surprised by the expression of joy on his face. “You can’t miss this.” A sparkle lit his eyes. Another whale broke the surface directly below them, so close Katherine couldn’t control a shiver of pure awe that wracked her body. She held back her hair with one hand and stared, rapt. “She’s looking right at us,” Harvey whispered in her ear. “She?” Katherine questioned, unable to look away from that intelligent black gaze.
