Page 120 of Cavern of Silence

"Not sure but don't care. As long as we get into the Bahamas and then Bermuda, I'll be whoever you want me to be."

"True. Do I look like a Yolanda..." I look at my passport. "Marsico?"

He licks his lips, and they turn up. "You look like a hot runway model, like always."

"Now you're trying to get extra points."

"Nope. I speak the truth."

"So, I'm going to be Mrs. Harry Halo?"

He chuckles. "It does sound ridiculous, doesn't it?"

"You had ruthless parents."

He places his ball cap on his head and takes my hand. "Are you ready for the Bahamas?"

"Sure, Harry."

He grunts, and we go out to the deck.

"Just in time," James says as we pull into the dock. "Looking good as a blonde, Julieta."

"It's Yolanda. This is Harry Halo."

James snickers. "Harry Halo?"

Ryker stands straighter. "I'm man enough for it."

"Yes, you are," I adamantly say.

"Okay, well, game on. I looked at the flights on my phone, and there are openings on the eight p.m. flight to Bermuda," James says and pulls up to the dock. "I'm going to have to go claim and sell the fish. I believe this is where our journey ends."

I hug him. "Thank you so much. It was a great few days. And thank you for letting us swim with the pigs."

"Anytime. You two take care. I'll send your pictures to Tinker."

"Thank you. I can't wait to see them."

He and Ryker pat backs, and we say our goodbyes to William, then go toward the stern of the boat to get off. Ryker clasps his arm around me. He murmurs in my ear, "Maybe you should leave your wig on tonight."

I tilt my head and catch his eyes twinkling. "Should I beg, Harry?"

Cockiness crosses his face. "Yeah."

"All right. I'm down with the role-play."

He squeezes my ass and laughs. "See, we just need to think of this as an adventure."

I spin into him and kiss him with everything I have. When I pull back, he asks, "What did I do to deserve that?"

I say in a Mexican accent, "I'm just so happy I get to marry Harry Halo."

"Wow. Can you do that accent tonight?"

"What accent, Harry?" I innocently say.

He nibbles on my collarbone until the immigration officer says, "Please step off the vessel."