Seeing land wasn’t as exciting as Jacob thought it would be. He’d been depressed for the past three days since Maryam stopped speaking to him. He couldn’t even look at his brother, or his sister-in-law, or even talk to any of his other family members.
He felt sick and exhausted and just wanted to get off this boat. Yet he couldn’t shake the ominous feeling that if he left, he’d never see Maryam again. There was no choice. She wouldn’t let him talk. He didn’t blame her.
She’d been nothing but nice to him and he’d accused her of having sex with his brother. As if she ever would. He had just been hurt and had lashed out at her. But she didn’t deserve that. She deserved to be treated like a lady.
What Liam had said about her was offensive and obscene. Jacob wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to forgive his brother. Now that they were getting off the boat, Jacob intended to stay as far away from Liam as possible.
The Barcelo Maya Palace resort, where the family would be staying indefinitely, didn’t have a docking area so Captain Arnold piloted the Lady Bountiful up the canal past dozens of elite homes to the marina. Each home boasted its own boat slip large enough to dock a large sailing yacht or superyacht.
Jacob listened while his father and two older brothers discussed buying up as many of the homes as they could in order to have room for each brother to live with his wife and children. Plus, they knew Daniel and Cassandra Ashish and their son David would have already arrived by private jet together with Lyle and Mirium and baby Ishy. Prince Marcos Sayid would also need to purchase a home when he arrived next spring. Jacob envisioned the entire City of Puerto Aventuras owned by either a Cohen, Ashish, or a member of the Royal Sayid family.
Several large limousines waited for them in the parking lot at the marina along with a welcoming party. Daniel and his wife Cassandra greeted their daughters, Rachel and Adele, with hugs after they practically ran down the boarding dock to reach their parents. Their older brother David was there with his wife, Shira. He greeted Liam with a clasped hand and a smirk.
All Jacob wanted was to rush back up the boarding dock to grab Maryam’s hand to bring her with him to the resort. There was almost a physical pain in his chest as he climbed into the limousine. He knew the captain’s family and the entire crew from the yacht had been invited to stay at the resort for a few days before beginning their charter tours.
Maryam would attend the grand reception later that evening and Jacob was determined to find a time to talk now that they weren’t stuck together on a boat in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. Hopefully away from the watchful eyes of her mother and father. Perhaps she’d finally listen to his apology. He could remind her of their plans to travel into North and South America seeking out the quaint forest where they could build a home together and live happily-ever-after.
Moving into his large suite of rooms at the resort was unsettling. The floor beneath his feet was too still and the rooms too large. Everyone else had a spouse. All Jacob had was a view of the ocean, no plans for the afternoon, and an extra-large king-sized bed. He curled up in a ball on that bed and cried himself to sleep wishing to return to the boat and to his Maryam.