Chapter 48

Maeve’s POV

We arrived at the upper deck, and the wind whipped my hair across my face. Lucas held me tight, his arm wrapped around my waist as if he were afraid the wind might blow me overboard.

Tables groaned under platters of finger foods. A bar served colorful drinks, and soft music played from speakers hidden in potted palms.

I spotted Lucas’s family scattered around. It was a vision of old mo