Chapter 15
“Made it, with time to spare,” Ric said, giving Theo a swift hug. “Now, where’s the lady of the hour?”
“Probably standing in the aisle on the plane wishing the people in front of her would get their stuff from the bins and move.”
Ric laughed. “Undoubtedly. Isn’t that always the way?”
“Yep. It’s why I let her do the traveling while I stay home—as much as possible, anyway.”
“Not big on flying?”
“I can think of worse things to do, like hunting a big white whale from a little ship in the middle of the ocean.”
Ric snorted. “Ahab is not you?”
“Not in this lifetime.”
Theo heard someone call his name, turned, and saw his mother a couple of steps from the escalator. He hurried over to take her carry-on bag and kiss her cheek, saying, “Welcome home.”
“It’s good to be back,” Donna Speer said. “I love the Virgin Islands, but…” Her gaze landed on Ric, who was standing right behind Theo. “Who is this handsome man?”