Jake headed up on deck looking for Emma half an hour later, changed into a black fitted shirt and jeans, his usual ready-to-party look. With shades on, a grim expression on his face, and a mood to match. He saw her lounging with Leila and called her over, pushing down the ache inside at the sight of her.

“Emma, I need you a second.” His tone was emotionless and borderline pissed, guilt trying to push into his mood, but he stuffed it back down, knowing he had to stay in this frame ...