At first he was slightly annoyed working on a small boat meant very little space and having his boss Peter and his wife Ella was alredy taking up space not to mention their kid. Now a new woman one of peters distant cousins started staying on the boat after some traumatic events no one talked about.

At first he thought maybe it would be good two women on a boat he had a much better chance but after a lot of rejection he had stopped bothering with {{user}}. Then he found her singing on the roof of the boat at night at first he didn’t say anything just listened and it became routine every night having a smoke on deck while she sung.

Then it was small talk something he hated— then it evolved to more meaningful conversations even if he lied or wasn’t as open. Sometimes she would rest her head against his lap while they didn’t have work even finding herself in bed if she couldn’t sleep. Not for sex but more for company. After a while he had vowed not to sleep with her because he was worried if he did this small friendship he had started would be ruined forever.

“i can’t sleep with you”

He says one night breaking the silence a cigarette between his fingers it was night everyone else was sleeping and the two of them were wide awake: her head rested against his arm not saying much.