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"Yeah," she says, clearing her throat. "I'm fine. How are you so good at keeping your balance?"
"Exceptional balance is part of the job description for a hockey player and I spend a lot of time on my boat during the off-season. Are you ready to try again?"
"I'm ready," she says, glancing down at her hands on the fishing rod.
I place my hands over hers and pull her hands back as she clutches the fishing rod. I guide her wrists over her shoulder, and then, with a flick of both of our wrists, we send the fishing line reeling out toward the ocean.
"Was that better?" she asks.
Her cast could still improve, but it's good enough for today, and since she's leaving in three days, I won't likely get another chance to work on it with her.
I release her hands and let her take it from here.
"It was a lot better. Did you feel the difference?" I ask.
She swallows hard and then nods. "Yeah… I feel the difference."
I can't see her expression, but something in the tone of her voice has me wondering if we're still talking about fishing.
The tricky thing about questions is that they most often lead to answers. Sometimes, those answers are ones we're not ready for.
"Will you fish with me?" she asks, looking over her shoulder. "I feel a little self-conscious with you just standing there watching."
"You shouldn't feel self-conscious; you're doing great."
However, using fishing as a distraction to keep my mind off of Brynn, isn't a bad idea.
I grab one of the other fishing rods that I keep on board and do the same thing to prep my line. Then, I take up the opposite corner of the fishing deck and cast out my own line.
"What are we fishing for?" she asks.
"There's a lot of options out here but in this spot, I've caught a lot of kingfish, mackerel, and snapper, among other things."
"Have you ever caught anything really big out here?"
"Not in this spot. If you wanted to fish for bigger game, we'd use fishing rods and reels with a higher weight rating and different bail. Plus, you'd need to be strapped in."
"Strapped in?" she asks, looking over at me, her eyebrows stitching together.
"I'm guessing you've never seen anyone reel in a monster. It would rip your tiny little body right out of this boat."
"Oh…" she says, looking back out to the ocean.
I chuckle to myself at the look of her disappointment. Did she think we were going to come out here and she was going to hook a trophy Marlin on her first try?
"Let's start with trying to catch your first fish, then we'll take it from there, huh?"
She nods slowly but doesn't look back at me as she slowly reels her line back in just like I instructed.
Her list didn't specify which kind of fish she wanted to catch, only that she wanted to go deep sea fishing.
We stand there, on opposite sides of the boat, our lines in the water and silence swallowing all the words I want to say to her about the list and the dick she's doing them all for. The only sound is the gentle lapping of the ocean water against the side of the boat.
It's going to start getting dark in the next couple of hours and we'll need to head back. If I want to say something about Daniel and this list, now is the time.
"Cammy told me about your list," I say, breaking the silence.
Brynn stiffened slightly. "Did she now?"
