casual, friendly basis for the time she was here and now she had to go and get all personal.
"I guess that is true but I am a hands on type of guy, as you should know."
"Yeah, but you don't have to be, do you?" Why was she pushing this? Why didn't she just shut up already?
"No I don't have to be. What would you suggest I do with my time if I am not working?"
"I don't know. Relax and have more fun, whatever." She decided to let the subject drop before things got out of control. She turned away from him to look at the surrounding diners.
Feeling shut out and a little hurt he sighed. She was a hard one to read sometimes. "I think it's time we left." He stood up abruptly and held his hand out to her. She looked at him with a puzzled expression but didn't say anything. She took his hand and stood up. They left the restaurant without speaking another word to each other.
Chapter Nine
Jonathan was up early the next morning after spending a sleepless night tossing and turning alone in his bed. When they had returned home Lacey had immediately excused herself and gone to her room. He was a bit confused by her attitude. She seemed to be shutting him out and he didn't know why.
He took his cup of coffee out onto the patio to drink. He leaned up against the fence and watched the early morning surfers catching the waves. He used to be a carefree surfer once upon a time. What had happened to that man? He wasn't sure when he had gotten so caught up in work that he had stopped living his life.
Maybe he should slow down a bit and start enjoying life again. Perhaps Lacey was right about relaxing and having more fun. What the hell was he making all this money for if he wasn't going to enjoy having it?
His coffee finished, he headed back inside and came face to face with Lacey as she was making her way into the room. They stopped and stared at each other for a few moments until Jonathan started to feel ridiculous.
"Good morning, did you sleep well?" He looked into her tired eyes and knew the answer to that question without being told.
She conjured up a wan smile. "No, not really. I'm sorry about last night. I'm not sure what got into me. I think it might have been the wine."
He smiled at her and said, "That's okay. You've actually got me thinking about my life. I think you're right. I do need to relax and have more fun. I am working too hard. So I should be thanking you."
Her face brightened. "That's great Jonathan. I'm glad I didn't put my foot completely in it."
He laughed out loud at that. "I've been thinking that we could take the motor yacht out for a spin today. I know a great little cove where we could have a picnic lunch and do some swimming and relaxing. Or whatever..."
"That sounds wonderful."
"Great. I'll make the arrangements while you go and get ready." As she was about to walk away he said, "Oh and Lacey...?"
She turned back to face him. "Yes?"
"Merry Christmas."
She smiled at him. "Merry Christmas, Jonathan."
When Jonathan had talked about taking his yacht out for a spin Lacey had imagined a modest sailing boat. So she was very surprised when they reached the dock and Jonathan led her to a massive Azimut Leonardo 98 Motor Yacht. She had seen pictures of this type of craft but had no idea that she would be spending time on one.
She whistled under her breath as she got closer to it. It was huge; it must have been easily a hundred feet long. A uniformed man climbed down from the yacht and shook Jonathan's hand. He must be the captain. She moved over closer to where the two men were talking.
Jonathan smiled at her as she approached. "Shall we get on board? It's all ready to go when we are."
"Okay." He helped her up onto the deck and she waited while he climbed aboard after her. They settled themselves into the luxurious seats that were lining the deck; sitting close together but not quite touching. Lacey was very aware of the heat radiating off his body. She tried to refrain from squirming in her seat and it took