Naomi Kenway looked up and saw Ethan Shaw striding toward her. He wore sunglasses, revealing only his well-defined jawline. A casual shirt and trousers outlined his lean, muscular frame.
"You..."
Naomi Kenway was a little surprised to see him so suddenly.
Ethan Shaw looked her up and down before frowning. "You seem to have lost some weight."
Ian Shaw stood beside Naomi Kenway, holding his own small suitcase. He looked a little more tanned than when he had left.
"Dad!" Ian called out in his bright, clear voice.
Ethan Shaw first took the luggage from Naomi Kenway, then scooped Ian Shaw up with one arm. "Did you have fun on your trip with Mom?"
Naomi Kenway walked alongside Ethan Shaw. The enormous, heavy suitcase seemed to weigh nothing in his hands.
"Yes!" Ian replied.
"Did you take good care of your mom?"
This time, Ian's answer was exceptionally firm. "I did! Mom and I took care of each other. I love traveling with Mom."
