Going Deep (Divemasters Book 2) Read Online Free PDF Page B

green, welcomed them home. No matter where she was anchored, the Divemaster would always be that for him. It was a monumental change from their previous nomadic lifestyle. It allowed them some permanence without tying them down.
    It didn’t take long to spot it.
    “Wow. Is that your ship, Archer?” Sabine gasped. “It’s beautiful. And huge. Absolutely nothing like the research vessels I’ve worked on before.”
    “No. It’s the ship I own part of, along with Miguel and Tosin,” he corrected. “She’s where we live and work. Our sanctuary. You’re welcome to call it the same for as long as you’d like.”
    Sabine yanked her stare from the megayacht for a moment to peer up at Miguel with questions in her gaze. They could discuss those later.
    He shrugged then gestured with his chin at the ship, which grew larger in their view as they approached. She was a beautiful bitch, that was for certain. Gleaming in the sunlight, her triple teak decks, complete with a pool, called out to him, encouraging him to be lazy. Meanwhile, inside, luxuries abounded, from the wide-open lounges to the state of the art kitchen, and living quarters that would rival any of the estates they’d flown over moments ago.
    From here you couldn’t even see his absolute favorite part.
    The dive center and platforms.
    It was everything he could ever have dreamed of, if he’d been wildly outrageous with his fantasies. Truly, the Divemaster was so much more than he could have imagined. He didn’t believe at first that real people—hell, that he —could really live like that.
    Sometimes he still felt kind of guilty about it.
    The charity work they were doing with the Divemaster Project and the even more unimaginable scope of the Banks Foundation as a whole helped to ease his conscience. What they used was only a drop in the bucket of billions Archer could have hoarded for himself, yet had chosen to share with his friends and the rest of the less fortunate people in the world.
    Sabine’s research was only one example of the good they were doing. So Miguel figured it was okay to enjoy a “little” something for themselves while they were at it.
    He’d never claimed to be a saint.
    Quite the opposite, actually.
    Waverly lowered them toward the helipad as gracefully as a butterfly settling onto a delicate blossom. He had no idea how she managed to hit a moving target and make it seem so easy.
    As they disembarked, Captain Alex was waiting to greet them. “It’s a pleasure to have you onboard, Dr. Reynolds.”
    “Thank you. Though I do wish it was under different circumstances, I’m so grateful for your help. All of you.” She sighed, wavering slightly as the gentle motion of the Divemaster rocked her. As Miguel had predicted, she was fading. Fast.
    “Where’s Banks?” Archer wondered.
    It wasn’t like him not to welcome guests personally, especially one as important as Sabine.
    “He’s overseeing the retrofit of the space where Dr. Reynolds’s laboratory will go. There have been deliveries and installers messing up my decks the whole damn day.” Captain Alex liked things tidy on his ship.
    Sabine winced. “I’m sorry.”
    “Not your fault,” Miguel reassured her before glaring at Captain Alex.
    The man only smiled smugly before staring pointedly at the possessive hand Miguel had laid on Sabine’s waist. Had the captain been fucking with Miguel?
    Apparently his claim had not gone unnoticed. Perfect.
    Captain Alex waved away Sabine’s apology. “Don’t worry, we’ll have it cleaned up before the sun sets. I just like these kids to think I’m a grumpy old bastard sometimes. To keep them in line, you know. I will ask you to take your sneakers off, please. No footwear is allowed to be worn beyond the entries to the ship.”
    “Oh.” Sabine gave what might have been a laugh if she wasn’t wiped out. Instead, it sounded more like a huff. She toed off her shoes with a wan smile. “Never did like wearing them much