“Great. P. J. Clarke’s?”
“Sounds good to me. I’ll see you then.”
“I look forward to it.”
Stone hung up a moment before Dino did.
“That was Peter,” Stone said.
“That was Ben,” Dino said.
“Dinner tomorrow night?”
“Seven at Clarke’s.”
“Great minds think alike.”
“Are great minds also thinking we should fly home today?” Dino asked.
“They are.”
They reeled in their lines and returned to Stone’s pier.
Thirty minutes later, Stone and Dino entered the dining room.
“Pardon the interruption,” Stone said. “Dino and I are going to head back to New York.”
“When?” Carly asked.
“Now. Seth’s waiting to take us to the airfield.”
“And miss out on all the fun here?” Felicity asked.
“The fun you’re not letting us in on?” Dino asked.
“I can see how that might not be an attractive option,” Carly said.
“Please try not to burn my house down while I’m away,” Stone said.
Carly’s brow creased. “Why would we do that? Or was that a joke?”
“Not a good one, apparently.”
“What about Tamlyn?” Felicity asked. “Isn’t she supposed to be here soon?”
“Change of plans,” Stone said. “Work.”
Felicity stood. “I’ll walk you out.”
She slipped her arm into Stone’s, and the three of them headed outside.
“Everything all right between the two of you?” Felicity asked.
“Everything’s fine,” he said.
She scrutinized him. “There’s something you’re not telling me.”
“You’re one to talk.”
