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door Syneda turned to face him. “I can’t believe all the sights we took in today. There is so much to do and see here. And I can’t believe how architecturally grand the buildings are. They were simply amazing.”
    “Yeah, amazing,” Clayton replied, feigning interest as he unlocked the door and ushered her inside. The only thing that had held his attention all day was her and that outfit she had on. He had been ever mindful of more than a few male stares sent her way. She hadn’t noticed but he sure had.
    Syneda dropped her purse onto the entry table. “Where do you want to go for dinner, Clayton?”
    “I’ll let you decide. The only thing I want to do right now is rest my poor aching feet.”
    Syneda laughed. “Aren’t you used to walking?”
    “No.”
    “How do you stay in such good shape?” she asked as she eyed his masculine body outlined in the shorts and top he wore. He was in great physical shape. “Surely all those nights spent in bed with women didn’t do it,” she teased.
    Clayton gave her a wan smile. “I keep in shape in a lot of ways. I work out at least twice a week at the gym, and I play basketball with the guys every chance I get.”
    “Oh, I see.” She looked down at her watch. “It’s four now. How about if we go out for dinner around seven. That will give you a couple hours to rest up.”
    “That sounds good to me. What will you be doing while I’m resting up?”
    “I think I’ll go to the beach and build a sandcastle. The beaches around here have the whitest and silkiest sand I’ve ever seen.”
    Clayton frowned. “What will you wear?”
    “Where?”
    “To the beach.”
    “Clayton, that’s a silly question. I’ll be wearing a bathing suit.”
    “The one you had on this morning?”
    “No, not that one,” Syneda replied, turning toward the direction of her bedroom. “But it’s one similar to it. Why?”
    “Wait up. I think I’ll build that sandcastle with you.”
    Syneda turned around and gave him a surprised look. “I thought you were tired.”
    “I’ve suddenly found myself with a new burst of energy.”

    Later that evening Clayton and Syneda entered a restaurant that the condo’s management had recommended. It was a place on Anastasia Island known for fresh seafood and tropical drinks. After enjoying a feast of assorted seafoods, they left the restaurant section of the establishment to enter its lounge. They were led by a waiter to an empty table in the back that had a wonderful view of the ocean.
    After the waiter departed with their drink orders, Clayton rested back in his chair. “I’m curious as to where you buy your clothes.”
    Syneda raised a brow. “Why?”
    “Just curious.” In fact, he was more than curious. He was having a difficult time keeping his eyes off her long, smooth legs that were showing from the outfit she had on, a minilength sundress with three tiers of ruffles on the hem. The outfit was blatantly sexy. Too sexy.
    “I buy my things from a number of places. I don’t shop at any one particular store. That reminds me. I need to go shopping while I’m here. I want to get something for the kids.”
    Clayton knew what kids she was referring to: his nieces and nephews who called her Aunt Neda. “Are you enjoying yourself, Syneda?”
    “Yes. I’m feeling more relaxed than I have in days,” she replied with a smile. “I want to thank you again for inviting me.”
    “My pleasure.”
    Syneda smiled. “When the waiter returns with our drinks I want to propose a toast.”
    “To what?”
    “Our friendship.”
    Clayton swallowed hard. Friendship was the last thing on his mind and he felt guilty as sin. His mouth was watering over the sight of her, and she wanted to toast their friendship. And if her outfit wasn’t bad enough, the perfume she had on was drifting around and through him. If only she knew how enticing the fragrance was. Her light makeup was immaculate and her hair appeared soft to the touch. He had taken this trip to