Chapter 20

They made it to the top and took their first steps onto the ship’s deck. Emerson immediately gripped the metal railing with his free hand. The metal was solid, comforting, until a minute wave in the water moved the ship up slightly. The movement was almost unperceivable, but Emerson felt it like it was a plummet from the top of a roller coaster. It was a hundred times worse than the ramp.

Sean looked at him, his brows drawn down with concern, his face leaning close. “Emerson?”

Get it together, he told himself. He was supposed to be a grown man. To give into this sudden fear in front of Sean was unacceptable. He forced himself to let go of the rail, to stand up straight, to take a step forward.

Sean still glanced at him, but allowed Emerson to pull him along.