CHAPTER 49
“You can fly?” Grace laughed as she asked the question and watched Lincoln climb into the pilot’s seat next to her.
“Yep,” he grinned. “Are you surprised?”
She nodded, her heart beating hard in her chest. They were about to go up in a small four passenger plane to take an air tour of the island and sights beyond, which was one cause for her excitement. The other was Lincoln slipping in next to her, flipping switches and checking gages and generally being competent and manly.
“I knew you could captain a boat, but flying, too?”
He nodded. “Yep. And I’m a mean golf cart driver.”
Grace laughed again, pure joy and adrenaline pumping through her veins.
“Don’t ask me to operate a train, though. We don’t have many trains on the island,” he said as he kicked the engines on and the
