A concerned look crossed his face. “Is anything wrong? Does he think everything is sound and within normal limits?”
She understood his worry now, and it wasn’t her heart. She deflated a little inside. “With the boats?” she asked. “Yes. They’re perfect.” He visibly relaxed. Her heart winced that his foremost concern was the boats, not what she was feeling. And it was why she would end this little affair when he left. It was the right thing to do no matter how much she wished otherwise.
“He’s very proud of these two ships, Lucky. Maybe it’s because of his connection to Ian’s father. Only I think today might have taxed him—physically. He is not as strong as he once was, you know. I keep asking him for more time—” She placed the heels of her palms over her eyes and tried to push the tears ba
