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come visit Glacier Point for vacation sometime. It’s beautiful in the summer, when the sun stays up twenty-four hours a day. Everyone should see the midnight sun at least once in their life. I know the sun stays up a long time here in Kodiak, too, but it’s still not the same as the complete twenty-four hours of sunlight we get back home.”
“We’d love to take a trip up there,” Brett said. “I know the girls would love it, too. Aubrey’s been asking me when we can get out and see a bit more of Alaska. And I’m sure Jade and Caroline feel the same way, right guys?”
Ace and Lance nodded in agreement, and then Brett couldn’t resist one more stab at Ben. “Of course, Mr. Bachelor over here thinks he’s too good for women, so maybe he also thinks he’s too good to travel with a bunch of old married couples.”
“Shut up,” Ben said, launching a throw pillow in the direction of Brett’s face as the rest of the group laughed. Brett easily ducked and missed the shot, and Ben just rolled his eyes.
“You guys are just jealous because I’m not tied down like you. But enough talking. Who wants to order some takeout? These snacks are good, but I need something else to keep this bear appetite of mine satisfied.”
“I’d love to order some food,” Lance said. “Caroline’s been on one of her artist kicks and has been painting all week, so she’s barely even thought about food. I’ve been eating microwave dinners at home, and it’s not cutting it. I need some real fuel.”
“Alright, let me grab some takeout menus from the kitchen, then, so we can figure out what we want,” Ben said as he stood. Just then, the mobile phones of all the men sounded an alarm in unison. Ben frowned and looked down at his phone to see a weather alert flashing.
“Big storms coming through,” Ace said, looking at his phone, too. “It’s supposed to be that way all weekend. I have a feeling our on-call shift on Sunday is going to result in several actual missions.”
“Yup,” Ben agreed, sliding his phone back into his pocket. “All the more reason to fuel up now. I’ll go get those menus.”
Ben glanced out his kitchen window at the ominously gray skies as he grabbed the menus. It was definitely going to be a busy weekend for the Coast Guard Rescue Crews. Ben smiled. These were the weekends he lived for—the adrenaline had already started pumping through his veins. He looked up at the clouds and winked, before issuing a challenge to the gathering storm.
“Bring it on, Alaska. Bring it on.”
Chapter Three
Rhythm shivered violently and glanced over at Evan, who, somehow, was still managing to continue breathing. Every time she looked at him, she feared she was going to see that he had finally succumbed to the disease in his body and the freezing cold of the air and water around them, but he was a tough guy. He hadn’t spoken in several hours, concentrating the entirety of his energy now on breathing in and out. But he was still breathing, at least.
For how long, though, who knew?
Rhythm wasn’t exactly sure how long they had been out here. Last night, she had seen helicopters in the distance, their searchlights sweeping over the water as a thunderstorm rolled in and the wind and waves grew progressively more violent. Her heart had leapt with hope that her mayday call had been heard, and that they would be saved soon. But, after a few hours of searching, the helicopters had turned around. Rhythm wasn’t sure if they would be back. If they had been responding to her call, and hadn’t found her, they might have given up hope and figured she had sunk to a watery grave along with her boat. Rhythm tried not to think about that possibility, even though she knew it was a very good one.
The storms had continued all night, tossing an exhausted Rhythm around on the waves like a rag doll. Morning had brought a reprieve from the rain and thunder, although the wind still blew quite briskly. Gray daylight was just