"It's a plan," Isabel nodded. "Although I'm still not convinced Cedric and I shouldn't just run off to Mexico and bring Jack as our cabana boy. We've been talking about it for a while." Unfortunately she knew that idea fell into the wishful fantasy category and it made her sigh once more. "Parker, that was actually the least of what they made him wonder. Trust me. Just make sure you hug him the next time you see him."