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elevator with me, I’d take it as a sign that I should hang with her today. Stick with the known rather than venturing into the unknown.
    But instead, a small family stepped onto the elevator. Looks like I had to stick with the unknown after all. Austin, here I come . My heart raced at the mere thought.
    Seeking a distraction, I looked down at the young girl at my side and smiled at her, wiggling my fingers in a small wave. She was already watching me, her eyes narrowed. I held my breath, waiting to see if my cover was blown. I never denied a fan an autograph or a photo, and I wasn’t about to start with a girl this young, no matter how badly I wanted my privacy. That wasn’t me.
    After a couple of seconds, she shook her head and looked away without a squeal. I let out the breath I’d been holding and leaned against the elevator wall, wishing I could tell her she was right about me, without letting the rest of the world know. The remainder of the ride passed quickly, and as I left the elevator I slammed my hat down on my head and headed for the pool, my legs shaky and my palms sweaty.
    Would he be there? God, I hoped so.
    I walked out in to the sun, scanning the people surrounding the pool. I caught sight of Cassie, but I didn’t head over to her, despite my inclination to do so. I had to see if Austin was here. I’d come this far; I wasn’t backing down now. After a cursory glance across the crowded pool area, I almost started her way since I didn’t see him, but then…
    I did. I saw him.
    He reclined on the opposite side of the pool from Cassie, an empty lounge chair next to him. He’d set his shirt on the chair next to it, presumably saving it for me. Two girls chatted him up, flirting with him. He replied, but he looked almost bored. Definitely uninterested, if nothing else.
    Tattoos covered his chest, and a couple extended to his hard abs, making me stand there motionless, staring like an idiot. I mean, God. He was hot . His brown hair was spiked, but it looked natural as opposed to gelled down, and he wore a pair of black swim trunks. Oh, and he also had a six-pack—or maybe there was more than six, geez.
    In his hand he held a pair of shades, but he’d taken them off to chat with the girls who were obviously trying to gain his attention. His gaze scanned the entrance, and then fell on me. Even from this distance, I saw his bright blue eyes light up. He shifted his weight, straightening his spine, and then turned his attention back to the girls.
    He said a few words, pointed in my direction, and shook his head. The girls turned my way, gave me a dirty look, and huffed away. I took a steadying breath, locked eyes with him, and made my way to his side. The closer I got, the faster my heart beat.
    This was it. This was him . The guy I’d been waiting for all this time.
    It was time to collect.
    “Hey,” I said, trying to sound casual. “You came.”
    He removed his shirt from the chair next to him and cocked a brow at me. “Did you doubt I would?”
    “Maybe a little bit.” I sat down, my gaze dipping to his chest. He had a foreign word across his chest, in Greek lettering, and black tribal tattoos swirled around the word. Flames licked out from the black lines, making the word inside of the design pop. I wondered what that one word meant, but I didn’t ask. “Nice ink.”
    “Thanks.” He reclined and crossed his hands behind his head. “Why did you think I wouldn’t come? I asked you to come here with me, not the other way around.”
    “I didn’t think you wouldn’t show up,” I argued, taking off my sarong and stretching out beside him. I turned my head his way. He was watching me with hooded eyes, and I swore I could feel his gaze on me. How cliché was that? I fisted my hands as my stomach twisted with desire. “I just wasn’t sure you would.”
    He slowly lifted his gaze from my body and met my eyes. “There’s a difference?”
    “Yeah, there’s a difference all right.”
    He sat up