Page 50 of An Epic Voyage

“Have you been in a hurricane before?”

Griffin turned to Indigo.“No, and I wouldn’t be in this one if you hadn’t been nosing around the property and ignoring the warnings.”

That was a lie.He’d planned to stay—was truly glad there was a reason for everyone else to evacuate, including the island staff.He’d intended to jump off the yacht at the last minute, but Indigo had torpedoed that plan.

She shrugged.“I don’t know what’s so hard to understand.It’s a beautiful island.I love to hike.What can I say?I was curious.”

“You didn’t notice the rapidly darkening sky and the increase in wind velocity?”

She fixed him with a frosty glare.“I’m not stupid.The storm wasn’t supposed to hit here the last time I looked.”

He scoffed.“Ignorance is no excuse, and I warned you.”

“Look, Griff, I’m sorry.I feel bad enough that you got stuck here with me.No need to pile on.You didn’t have to come back for me.”

“No man or woman left behind.”

“I’m guessing you were in the military.”

“Semper Fi.”

“Ah.A marine.”

Their attention was drawn back to the television when an update on the storm’s path flashed on the screen.There was no way it would miss them.

“Do you think the TV will work once that monster hits us?”Indigo wondered.

“It should.It’s satellite, and he has a backup HD antenna.”

“What about the elevator?”

“It has its own generator.”He glanced over his shoulder.“Since we have a working kitchen, I’m going to go get whatever perishable items I can find in the upstairs fridge.”

“I’ll come with you.”

“No.”He tried not to wince.The rebuke had spewed from his mouth a little too forcefully.“That’s okay,” he soothed.“You rest, and I’ll take care of it.”

Indigo crossed her arms.“You’re leaving me here to die, aren’t you?”

Griffin barked out a laugh.“I wouldn’t save you just to turn around and kill you.”

One brow raised.“Save me?You think I can’t take care of myself?”

He wasn’t sexist.Women were just as capable as men.“Don’t put words in my mouth,” he cautioned.

“I didn’t have to.You accomplished that all by yourself.”

Griffin sighed.“I didn’t mean it that way.Forget I said anything.I’ll be back soon.”

“You better, or I swear, if I die, I will haunt you for the rest of your life.”

Griffin smiled as he opened the door and left the room.She was a spitfire.He still didn’t trust her, but then, there were few people on earth he did.

Once he cleared all the hidden doors and glanced outside, his cheerfulness vanished in the blink of an eye.The sky was wicked.Menacing.The storm was still a day away.He couldn’t imagine what it would look like when it arrived.

Griffin took out his phone and punched in a number as he headed to the kitchen.

“Gorman.”