He accepted her, it surprised her that without question he'd accepted her. It was something that didn't happen, not since her mother was around. She found herself slipping into thoughts, thinking about her pounding heart and burning cheeks and the reason for the reactions she had towards Clay. She was deep in thought when he came behind her and shifted her hair back behind her ear whispering into her ear.  She shivered to his breath on her ear and let her eyes close to his it. "I just can't understand you" she muttered back to him answering his question as he walked up behind her. She was breathing out, relaxing against him as he pushed up against the wheel and shook her head.  "You're confusing me Clay" she added to his words about her liking being pressed against the wheel of his ship, she looked at him from the corner of her eye curiously even more confused to what he was doing with her, he showed a slight possessiveness while in front of his crew but seemed to withdraw from her when they were alone together.<br/><br/>Before she knew it they were docking the ship and the harbor and he was being pulled away from the wheel and pulled after him until they reached the edge of the ship where he picked her up in his arms whisking her off of the vessel. "What...HEY put me down!" she yelped at him having a flashback of when he'd taken her from her bed that first night.  Though this time around she wasn't scared and looking for a way to get out of his arms, a surprised laugh even escaped her as he walked with her down the plank and to a store.<br/><br/>"Clay, put me down" she said when they stepped into the seamstress' store front. "I don't need clothes..." she added starting to now wiggle slightly so he'd let her go, so she could stand on her own feet and look around.  Once on her feet, she hoped he'd let her down, she looked around looking at the clothes he was expecting her to wear.