He got Lucille in his arms as they walked to the hangar. Lucille was barely awake for she slept late last night playing with the dogs and her grandfather for their last night together. Antonio was able to get permission to fly earlier than the first schedule which was a good thing.
Flying early was a better choice considering that they would be on air for more than eighteen hours. Probably more, since they have to have a stopover in Fort Worth International Airport.
Pressing a kiss on the sleeping Lucille's temple, a prick of guilt poked his heart. He knew taking his daughter for a vacation in San Lucas was not entirely because he wanted Lucille to see the ocean. He chose San Lucas because he was shamelessly chasing Miss Zimmerman's pretty ass. He grimaced inwardly. 'When did he become a starry-eyed teenager over Jess?'
"Everything was ready, sir. The plane is waiting at the tarmac."
