Chapter 23

In sight of Willemstad, Curaçao

They'd made good time to Willemstad, Curaçao, and Leo was pissed.

He was pissed at the wind, which had been strong and steady the whole way across the open water. He was pissed at the boat, for being so inconveniently fast. He was pissed at a lot of things, really, and none of his complaints were logical. These last few days of sailing across the Caribbean with Xavier and Ruby had gone by too fast.

It didn't help that he'd often caught Xavier grinning at him. Right now, his teammate looked like he was on the verge of laughter.

"Try not to break something, buddy," Xavier said. "Or hurt yourself. I'll need your help when we reach the marina."

Leo muttered something noncommittal and turned back toward the water. Behind them, their teammates' boat was easily staying in their wake. Ahead of them, Willemstad, Curaçao had come into view. Just above the eastern horizon, the morning sun shone on them as cheerful as could be.

He hated that fucking cheerful s