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    Contrary to what some people wanted to believe, Tristan was not attracted to her. He thought of her as a kid sister and nothing more. She knew all about that promise he’d made to Paul to watch out for her. That had been why she’d eloped with Marc and hadn’t told Tristan until it was over. There was no doubt in her mind that he would have found a way to stop the wedding, convince her she was acting irrationally. Now, considering everything, she wished he had intervened. She wouldn’t be in this predicament.
    The elevator door whooshed open, and she and Tristan stepped off. He continued to hold her hand as they walked down the long hallway.
    “I was able to get tickets for that train ride through Napa Valley tomorrow,” he said.
    She smiled at him. “That sounds wonderful. It’s a while since I’ve been in this area. I’d also like to cross the Golden Gate Bridge to Sausalito.”
    “That won’t be a problem.”
    As they continued walking down the hall toward their suite, she couldn’t help but get excited about the next five days they would be spending together.
     
    Tristan began unpacking his clothes and putting them away. The suite was even nicer than he’d thought it would be. Two bedrooms and a common living area, it was roomy, spacious and just what he and Dani needed. As much as he wanted to spend time with her, he didn’t want to cramp her space.
    Actually he had been surprised that she had insisted he come along. He had wanted her to take time away, thinking she needed to be by herself. But then, almost too late, he’d realized that any man in his right mind wouldn’t send a woman who looked like Danielle off on a vacation alone. The moment they had walked into the hotel lobby it seemed that the eyes of every single male in the place were drawn to her.
    When he heard a knock, he crossed the room to the door that connected to the suite’s living room. He opened it to find Danielle standing there in a printed, flyaway cover-up with a matching bikini underneath. He forced his gaze off the outfit, above her exposed stomach, and up to her face. “Going to the pool?”
    She smiled. “Yes, and I wanted to see if you’d like to join me.”
    “I’m still unpacking.”
    “Boy, you’re slow. One of the first things you learn as a model is the correct way to pack so you can unpack easily. I’m going to have you show you how it works one of these days.”
    She glanced around him to see his room. “It looks like mine.”
    He opened the door wider. “Come on in. If you don’t mind waiting for minute, I’ll join you in that swim.”
    “Sure,” she said, entering the room when he moved aside. She immediately crossed to the window.
    Tristan’s gaze roamed over her and the outfit she was wearing. He was glad she had agreed to wait for him. There was no way he wanted her anywhere near the pool without him.
    “Hey, wait a minute. You have a better view of the Bay. That’s not fair.”
    He chuckled as he went about placing his shirts on hangers. “Stop whining. I’ll swap if you want,” he offered. Or you can just stay in this room with me if you prefer. He wanted to say it but he didn’t.
    “That’s okay,” she said, grinning. “I’ll let you keep this one pleasure in life.”
    He glanced over at her, saw her beauty against the backdrop of the view outside the window and thought there couldn’t be any pleasure greater than loving her. “Have you decided what we’re going to do for dinner?”
    She left the window to sit on his bed. “The restaurant downstairs looks nice. Why don’t we eat there tonight?”
    “That’s fine with me. I’m going to step into the bathroom to put on my swim trunks and will be back out in a second.”
    “All right.”
    And then he disappeared, putting a closed door between him and temptation.
     
    “So, what were you going to ask me about earlier on the elevator?”
    Danielle glanced over at Tristan. They were lying side by side on loungers by the