“Sure.” He said the word easily, throwing in a shrug as he added, “Rafe knocked his arm up pretty good and Adam lost a tooth, but the real damage didn’t come until the principal expelled us and Mom had to come pick us up.”

“How mad was she?”

He grinned again. “Mad. But later, when I caught her holding the open umbrella on the driveway, looking up at the sky, I knew why we’d only been grounded for a month as opposed to forever.” He could tell that they were getting close to making their landing, so he pressed a kiss to Tatiana’s hands to make sure she didn’t lose focus on him. “Part of the reason she loved watching Mary Poppins so much was because she always wished she could fly like that, too.”

A moment later, they made as smooth a landing as he could have hoped for. Ian wrapped his arms around Tatiana and held her tightly against him, giving silent thanks that everything was okay. If anything had happened to her, he would have been destroyed. Completely destroyed.

And as the plane finally came to a shuddering—and safe—stop, she whispered, “Thank you for making me forget how scary this was.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

Ian was still holding Tatiana when David and Linda came out of the cockpit. “Are you both okay?”

“We’re fine,” Ian told them as he continued to stroke Tatiana’s back. “And in one piece. Thanks to both of you.”

Despite how shaky Tatiana was, she immediately asked Linda, “Are you feeling all right?”

Linda looked confused for a moment before she realized what Tatiana was asking. Putting one hand over her stomach, Linda reassured her, “I’m perfect. Junior here is already quite the flier, just like his parents.”

“We can’t apologize enough for this,” David said. “We had an eye on the incoming storm, but never would have taken off if we’d thought it would blow in that fast. Or that hard.”

Ian had flown more than a million miles with his pilots, and he’d meant it when he told Tatiana he trusted them. “You don’t have anything to apologize for.” But he needed to know something. “How long does it look like it will be until the storm clears?”

“Honestly, we’re not completely sure at this point, but I’d plan on at least a day, maybe two. We’ll do our best to stay on top of it and get you out as soon as it’s safe. Fortunately, we were able to get a message out on the radio,” David told them, “though we seem to be in a cell reception dead zone.”

They were all surprised by the sound of someone yelling outside the plane. The door nearly blew off when David opened it to find a man in a dripping yellow slicker standing on the tarmac. David lowered the stairs, then wrestled the door closed once the man was inside.

“Thank God you all got down safely. Welcome to Port McHardy. I’m Tim. As soon as we got word on the radio that you were making the emergency landing, I headed here. You were on your way to Alaska?”

“We were,” Ian confirmed, before introducing everyone and letting Tim know how much they appreciated his coming out to the plane so quickly. “Since we’ll be here until the storm ends, if you could take us to a hotel, we’d greatly appreciate it.”

“Be happy to. We don’t have any hotels here, but my sister runs a B&B. It’ll be a little tight in my car, especially with your bags and my pup, but I think we should all be able to cram in all right for the few miles through town.”

David and Linda left to gather up their things, and Ian turned his attention back to Tatiana. “How about we get off this plane?”

The breath she inhaled shuddered in her chest, but she smiled at him. “Getting off this plane is one of the best ideas I’ve heard in a long time.” He kept her hand in his as she stood up, making sure her legs were steady before he let her go to grab her canvas bag and his own.

“Pretty wet out there, eh?” Tim said, a massive understatement if ever there was one. “I’d offer you an umbrella if it would help, but it would just blow away in this wind.”

By the time they’d all climbed into the car, they were soaked pretty much through. The front window fogged up on the inside and Tim wiped it away with his forearm as he headed away from the airport on a tiny country road.

A little black and white dog decided Tatiana’s lap was the best place in the car to plop his wet rump down. Tim said, “That’s Buster. He’s still a puppy and learning his manners. I can take him up here if he’s bothering you.”

“No, he’s perfect right where he is.” And when Buster stood up on her lap, then put his paws on Ian’s chest and began licking his face like he was a tasty dog treat, everyone laughed as Tatiana said, “Besides, it looks like he’s found a new best friend.”

The B&B was a small private home where Tim’s sister and her husband rented out a couple of spare rooms in the summer to the few travelers who made it all the way up to the northernmost point of the island. Tim had barely brought them inside and explained their predicament, when his sister did a double take. “Oh my gosh, you’re Tatiana Landon.”

Tatiana smiled. “I’m really sorry that we’re dripping all over your floors.”

“My floors have seen worse than this when the steelhead are running. Oh, I so wish my girls were home from university to meet you. They’d be absolutely thrilled.”

Her brother cut off her gushing to remind her why they were there. “This time of year, you’ve got both rooms open, don’t you?”