Love's Destiny (Love Trilogy #2) Read Free

out a set of keys.
    “We’re all set.” He declared and he led the way down the long dock.
    When he came to a stop in front of a yacht we all gasped. Especially Mom.
    “Michael!” I heard her whisper, she was still holding the sleeping baby. “I thought you said a boat?” She was giving Dad the stern look that she used when she thought he’d gone overboard.
    “This is a boat.” Dad replied winking at me. “She only turns 10 once Katie.” He said smiling. She reluctantly smiled back, Mom could never stay mad at Dad.
    We all climbed aboard and the boat pulled away from the docks. I’d never been on a yacht before. It was so cool! I immediately began exploring the immense ship. Of course Tyler followed me everywhere. But I didn’t mind too much. Sometimes he was ok, when he wasn’t being totally annoying.
    When we found our parents again the twins were the center of everybody’s attention. They were 3 months old and just starting to laugh and smile, so all the grown ups were circled around the two little girls making faces and playing peek-a-boo. It was so funny how silly grown ups would act just to make a baby smile.
    “There’s the birthday girl!” Aunt Amy exclaimed when she saw us wandering up.
    “Tyler, where have you been?” Aunt Claire demanded. She didn’t look happy.
    “I was exploring with Destiny.” Tyler said sheepishly.
    “You shouldn’t wander off without telling me.” Aunt Claire scolded.
    “I told you they would be together.” Dad interjected before she could continue.
    “Destiny’s little shadow.” Uncle Charlie laughed. I could tell Tyler didn’t like the nickname his dad had just given him.
    “Well you need to stay where I can see you.” Aunt Claire continued still upset with Tyler.
    “Relax, Claire. We’re on a boat. Where’s he going to go?” Uncle Charlie was trying to calm her down.
    “Oh, I don’t know, into the ocean!” She exclaimed turning her frustration on him. He just rolled his eyes.
    “Mom, I’m fine.” Tyler muttered looking embarrassed.
    “Who’s hungry?” Mom spoke up, changing the subject to most everyone’s relief.
    Uncle Charlie put his arm around Aunt Claire and she seemed to calm down as we all sat down for lunch. She made Tyler sit right next to her, and I could tell he really didn’t like that. He didn’t say anything all through lunch.
    After lunch it was time for my portrait. Every year Dad would paint a picture of me on my birthday. This year he had me stand in my sailor dress holding the captains wheel. I was an old pro at this, I knew how to hold very still while Dad sketched my picture. It was hard to hold perfectly still though, because we had left the harbor and the open ocean had some big swells. The boat rocked back and forth, but I was doing pretty good at keeping my balance. The captain said I had good sea legs.
    It didn’t take Dad long to finish his sketch. I knew he would turn it into a beautiful painting in his art studio back home. Dad was an amazing artist. My favorite painting was the one he had done of Mom when she was pregnant with me. It hung over the stone fireplace in our living room and I loved to sit on Dad’s lap and hear him tell the story of how he would secretly paint her every night while she slept.
    After Dad finished his sketch it was time to open my presents. Aunt Claire actually allowed Tyler to leave her side and come sit by me while I unwrapped my gifts. He still looked kind of weird though. I wondered if he was still mad.
    Everyone else oooh’d and awww’d as I opened and displayed the beautiful clothes Aunt Amy had bought me. But Tyler just sat next to me, still looking funny. He didn’t react to anything, not even to make stupid little jokes like he usually did. I couldn’t figure out what was wrong with him, until suddenly he turned and threw up all over my pretty birthday dress. I guess he didn’t have such good sea legs! I was totally grossed out, but not surprised. Tyler always ruined