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"Call us when you get there. Your mother's out right now, but she'll want to talk to you."
"Thanks for understanding, and yes, I'll definitely get in touch when I land."
"All right sweetheart, I'll speak to you then."
"Wait. Dad, when you interrupt it means you're not interested in what th
e other person is saying, and you don't care about their feelings or opinion."
"I think that's probably true."
"Don't you care about what I'm saying, or my opinions, or my feelings?"
"What? Yes, of course I do."
"Then why did you keep interrupting me. I've been trying to tell you things."
There was a pause.
"You're quite right. I'm sorry sweetheart, you go right ahead. I'm just in the middle of reading a contract, but it can wait."
"Thanks. I think it's important you know how this all happened."
As succinctly as she could, she told him about meeting Duncan in the restaurant, the creepy blonde who kept staring at her during their dinner at the fine dining restaurant, and how Duncan had enlisted the aid of the Sommelier to have the man removed. It wasn't the whole story, but it was enough.
"This Duncan sounds like a decent guy. I'm glad you made me listen. You stay in touch, and email me pictures, okay?"
"Okay, Dad, thank you."
Walking from the booth sporting a happy smile she headed back to her seat, but Duncan had just returned holding a large box. Feeling a flutter of excitement she quickened her step.
"Were you calling home?" he asked as she sat down.
"I was, it went really well, but I'll tell you about that later. What's in the box?"
"A gift for you."
"Heavens," she said excitedly as he handed it to her. Lifting the lid, she pushed aside the tissue paper. "Wow. A Louis Vuitton handbag. This is incredible. Thank you."
"You're welcome, but you need to open it."
Unfastening the snap, she peered inside and saw a small, oval, wooden paddle.
A hot blush flamed across her face.
"It's a miniature Polynesian oar. When we go out together that's the bag you'll carry, unless it's an evening affair, in which case you'll have an evening bag that can accommodate that lovely souvenir."
"Just like Master Jonas! Duncan, I'm speechless."
"Good, then perhaps I'll have some peace on the journey home."
"I don't think it will last that long," she retorted, then laughed out loud.
"That reminds me. Why did you laugh when I first handed you Emily's Education?"
"Should I tell you? Yes. I must."
As she told him the details of her daydream, and described the cover of the book she'd imagined finding in his cabin, he understood how she had won his heart in just a few days. It wasn't just her sparkling eyes, her sharp intellect and her beauty. Brittany radiated her love of life, and it was contagious.
