Before I could call his name, he leaned down and kissed her.
“What the hell…”
Ryan looked up and saw us.
Instead of looking guilty, he walked over with the woman still beside him.
He kissed her.
“Claire? What are you doing here?”
“I wanted to surprise you.” My voice shook. “So you could finally meet your daughters.”
The woman laughed.
“Well… this is awkward, to put it mildly.”
I spun to Ryan.
“What is this exactly? How long have you been seeing her?”
“What are you doing here?”
“Calm down.” Ryan waved his hand dismissively. “We met on the ship, and it just happened.”
“No strings.” The woman smiled like that fixed everything.
“I mean, you understand that I’m a young, attractive guy, and being alone for that many months just isn’t realistic,” Ryan finished.
“Alone,” I repeated.
“No strings.”
“Yeah. It’s male nature.” He tipped his head to one side. “How do you think I get by at sea? She’s not the first, and she won’t be the last.”
