Riley smiled into Spike's skin. "I promise, I won't do it again. But you have to admit, it was fun. Next time, I'll let you play and you can hang off the railing." He rubbed his cheek against Spike's hair. "I was up top just now, dropping the anchor and watching the sun go down. I also sort of regret not picking up some fishing gear, because I bet we'd pick up a big-ass yellowtail or a nice sized tuna. We could make sushi, have some wine, set up a nice table on the deck and watch the moon on the water."