dressed in pale yellow cotton pajamas, I scoffed. “So, let me get this straight. Despite any evidence, you think—”
“Please tell me your name. Your boyfriend is still unconscious and hasn’t been able to tell us.”
I folded my arms across my chest, only vaguely noticing that the action had the effect of revealing more than a bit of cleavage over the top of my scoop-necked pajama top. “First of all, the man I was with is not my boyfriend. He’s a scientist named Dalton Barrett, who I barely even know, and who I only just met when his stupid vibration device to open a wormhole or whatever made me fall off the top deck of the cruise ship. I was actually on a singles’ cruise when I was dragged into this whole mess with him.”
“All right. I’m noting that’s your story.”
“It’s not my ‘story;’ it’s the truth. And how dare you imply—”
“What’s ‘second of all?’ You said ‘first of all,’ so what’s second?”
I’d noticed that Warren’s gaze had slid to my cleavage for just a second while he’d been speaking, and during that second, his expression had seemed to become one of outright lust and hunger. Though the moment had been so brief, I couldn’t be sure.
Regardless, the possibility that such an attractive man might have been viewing my breasts in such a way was enough to thoroughly jumble my thoughts, even more than they’d already been jumbled by me waking up in a hospital room and seeing that man by my bedside. For some reason, this mental jumbling that Warren had caused in me irritated me, and I tried to express this irritation with a frosty tone when I responded.
“Well... well, second of all is that you asked my name, and I want to inform you that friends call me Ellie, but you may call me Eleanor.”
“Oh. Well, then.”
“You may call me Eleanor O’Brien, to be exact.”
He sat back in his chair, folding his arms across his brawny chest, mirroring my pose. “All right, then. I was going to tell you that you may call me Warren, something which very few people are allowed to do, but now, I think you may refer to me as Chief Knight.”
“Well, then. Fine. And you may now refer to me as Eleanor Christine O’Brien.”
“All right. If that’s your wish, that’s perfectly fine. But now, you may address me as Chief Warren Knight, at all times.”
I dipped my head in a nod. “Perfectly fine by me. So long as you call me Miss Eleanor Christine O’Brien at all times, every single time you see me.”
“That won’t be a problem. So long as you remember to address me as Chief Warren James Knight, every single time you see me .”
“Not a problem at all. That is, if you remember to address me as Miss Eleanor Christine Elizabeth O’Brien. I have a second middle name that I only rarely use, but I think in this case, I would like to use it. I would like you to use it.”
“And I have no problem doing so. Just keep in mind that from now on, call me Lieutenant General Chief Warren James Knight, as reflects my military title during my years in the Army, before I came here to the island.”
I sputtered for a moment, becoming increasingly rattled. “Well... well, I’ll be glad to do so. Just keep in mind that from now on, I expect you to call me Miss Eleanor Christine Elizabeth O’Brien...esquire.“
Warren’s dark eyebrows shot up.
“Oh. You’re an attorney?”
My face flamed instantly. I wasn’t an attorney. I’d never taken even a single law class. I’d just gotten a bit carried away.
I gave my throat a little clear, shaking my head just slightly. “I’m actually... well, I’m actually not an attorney. I’m actually a waitress at the moment, by way of being a dance teacher. But once in college, I did actually consider enrolling in law classes. I did actually consider it. Who knows? I may still take some law classes yet some day. I may actually become an attorney. So, in the meantime, you may as well include esquire at the end of my