Always Valentine's Day
Larkin Hayes looked across the glassed-in lido deck of the Alaskan Voyager to Vancouver Bay beyond. When she'd left L.A. that morning, the mercury had been headed for the mid-nineties. Here in Vancouver, it hadn't even cracked sixty degrees.
A snatch of the Lost theme song had her pulling her BlackBerry from her pocket.
"Hello?"
"I'm just leaving the airport," a voice said without preamble.
Five years might have passed since she and her father had spoken regularly, but Carter Hayes seemed to have no doubt that she'd recognize his voice.
And she did. She just couldn't believe what he was saying. "You're only now leaving the airport?"
"My flight got delayed in Tokyo."
"You're aware the ship sails in a little over half an hour, right? We've already done the lifeboat drill."
"I think I can find a lifeboat on my own."
"The question is whether you're going to be able to find the ship in time." Then again, Carter had always been able to do just about anything he wanted—except maybe make a marriage last.
"They won't sail without me," he said confidently.
"If you're lucky."
"I'll be lucky."
One corner of her mouth tugged up. Quint ... read full excerpt from: Always Valentine's Day ebook
