“Wait until you’re in your room to do that!”
Indina jerked back. She looked down and saw Ezra waving at them.
“Come on,” her brother called. “It’s time to go.”
Indina stood, but before she could take a step further, Griffin pulled her to him and gave her another swift kiss.
His intense gaze arrested the air in her lungs. “I could kiss you for the rest of my life,” he said before finally releasing her.
Indina tried to wipe away the doubt that slowly swept over her as they headed back toward the shuttle buses. After they wrapped up their visit to Dzibilchaltún, they toured the ruins at Chichen-Itza. Before they left the second site, Monica announced that they were going to have a late lunch of authentic Mexican food at a restaurant in the capital city of Merida. Alex complained about spending money at a restaurant when they could eat on the cruise ship for free, but Renee quickly put an end to his protest.
When they arrived at the restaurant, Monica instructed them to all gather on the sidewalk. She called for Gerald to join her in front of the restaurant’s entrance.
“On behalf of my generous father-in-law, I’d like to welcome you all to the official Holmes Family Reunion Celebration. Gerald rented out the restaurant for the afternoon.” She turned to Margo. “Don’t bother fussing with him over it. He wanted to do it and would not take no for an answer.”
They were greeted by the restaurant’s owners, an older couple who had been married so long they looked alike. The space was decorated with balloons, streamers and a banner welcoming the Holmes Family. There was even a mariachi band.
They were all seated at a long set of tables that ran the entire length of the dining area.
Indina’s mouth literally watered as platters of succulent dishes were laid before them. Pork wrapped in banana leaves and cooked underneath hot coals, pickled red onions, beans and rice, fresh handmade tortillas and everything you could think of for an authentic Mexican feast.
Once they’d all eaten first and then second helpings, the tables were moved to the side and the mariachi band started up with more lively music. The children were the first to the dance floor, but they were soon followed by the elders of the family. Indina could hardly catch her breath as she watched her dad take fifteen-year-old Liliana—the only Holmes child who was not dancing—and drag her to the floor. It took only a few moments before her niece went from surly teen to cheerful and carefree.
Indina spotted her brother sitting at one of the tables in the corner, staring at the dance floor. She walked over to where he sat and pulled a chair up next to his. She bumped his shoulder. “That should be you out there with Lily.”
Harrison snorted. “As if she would have gone out on that dance floor with me. Not in this lifetime.”
“So she likes her grandpa more than she likes her dad,” Indina said with a shrug. “Doesn’t surprise me one bit.”
“Thanks a lot.”
“Oh, come on.” Indina laughed at his incredulous tone. “She’s a teenager. She likes everyone more than she likes her dad.”
“Except when it’s time for her to go to the mall,” Harrison said. He nudged his head to where their father and Liliana were doing some kind of two-step. “It’s good to see him having a nice time. This cruise was good for him.”
“It was good for the entire family,” Indina said. She glanced over at her brother, debating whether or not she should broach the subject of him and Willow. It probably wasn’t the best time to talk about it, but the ship docked in New Orleans in the morning and who knew when she’d have Harrison’s ear again.
Anticipating her brother’s reaction, Indina opted for a humorous, wise-ass approach. Maybe it would take the edge off this sensitive topic.
With a light chuckle, she bumped her shoulder against his again, and said, “Soooo, I don’t want to get all up in your business, but your wife mentioned that your bedroom has been pretty quiet lately. You don’t need the little blue pill do you?”
Harrison’s gaze swiftly shot to her, his eyes wide. “She said what?”
Okay, so maybe humor wasn’t the way to go. She turned to him, and in a lower voice, said, “If I remember her words correctly, she said you haven’t touched her in months. So?” Indina prompted when he didn’t say anything.
Lines of tension bracketed Harrison’s mouth. “I’m not having this conversation with my little sister.”
“Oh, please.” Indina snorted. “I’m younger than you by fourteen months. And I started having sex even before you did.”
“I’m sure as hell not having that conversation with you,” Harrison said. “Especially since it happened to be with my best friend at the time.”
Indina smiled. “Marshall was a sweetheart. I need to check in on him. I heard that he and Robert are thinking about adopting another kid.”
“They already have. A little girl named Ashley,” Harrison said. “They asked me to be the godfather.” He looked over at her. “Are we done here?”
“No,” Indina said, serious now. “I want to know what’s going on with you and Willow? Is this your regular little husband and wife spat, or is it something more serious?”
“It’s nothing that you should be concerned about.”
“Well I am concerned, especially after noticing the way Lily looked at you both earlier at the ruins.” Her brother’s eyes widened with surprise. Indina shook her head. “Really, Harrison? You don’t think your kids pay attention? They both do, and I’ll bet they both see that something isn’t right between the two of you.”
“It’s…I don’t even know,” he said. He ran a hand down his face. “You want to know the truth? That’s it. I have no idea what’s happening with Willow. But it’s none of your business, so stay out of it.” His tone brooked no argument. “I
