4
“The way I see it, Ham, your brain is broken.”
Ham considered what it would take to dump Sly out of the helo. Release his harness, open his door, shove—hard. Yeah, totally possible.
“You seem to think that women are fun.”
“Hello, duh! So did you two weeks ago.”
“Seeing it all from the next level up, buddy. Next level up. Yessiree.”
“Why is a Gloucester fisher-twerp suddenly talking Texas?”
“That’s not Texas. That’s the Duke.”
“Trust me, Sly. You are so not John Wayne.”
“You’re just jealous,” Sly kept scanning the surf.
“Of you, not a chance.” Though he had to admit, Hailey was really something. Almost as dark as he himself was, built, sassy, and seriously amazing at her job.
“What about that Vera? You should go for her.”
As if. She had some strange effect on him that he could
