Now, sitting beside him in a cozy booth, she felt the attraction nearly overwhelm her. Bill was charming. He told her stories about the commodities b...siness and funny anecdotes about his favorite customers. He made her smile and laugh, and feel very comfortable. Their cocoa and sweets arrived. She daintily used her fork to cut the bun, but Bill picked his up and took a big bite, leaving caramel on his mouth. Ally found herself wishing she could just lean over and lick his lips, cleaning the. He closed his eyes and muttered “oh, not now!” “What was that?” “Oh, I was just saying.. That erm…head back a little sweetie” “Oh, ok sure” she said tipping her head ever so slightly. He went over and untied her praying she wouldn’t notice but with it right next to her face it was hard not to. “Someone’s a little excited?” she said biting her lip. “I…I..sorry” he said ducking his head. “Don’t be, I thought it was just me” He looked a little puzzled. “Just you what?” “Well why do you think I’ve. “On the very rare occasion that he drinks. On my twenty-second birthday he sat me down and said he wanted to give me a lesson on what he called ‘adult beverages.’ I laughed and asked him what was wrong with rum drinks. He said, ‘nothing as long as you’re a pirate or sitting on a beach somewhere, and want fruit and an umbrella in your drink.’”Anastasia laughed. “Score one for Dillon! In the Walsh family from County Kilkenny, it has to be Irish single malt, but if you insist on Scotch, so be. And what this is." The box was quite heavy. She shook it and it clunked."Well now, we had come out'a Charleston, happy as blue birds, canvas filled, bone in our teeth, when we ran into a fierce nor-easter. Shouldn't happen down there, not this time a'year." He crossed his legs and held his knee."What had you been doing, in Charleston I mean?"He chuckled and grinned. "Enjoying ourselves mostly. The cap'n, God rest him, had been with the admiralty court, the prize court it's called. That took.