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quit sneaking up on me.”
    “I was already out here. There was no gentle way of announcing my presence. How was I to know that you would traipse out to the water’s edge at three in the morning?”
    Eva was furious. “What the hell are you doing here at this time of night?”
    “Never left. Got finished a little while ago and thought I’d sleep here since I put in a full day tomorrow. No sense going all the way home for just a few hours of sleep.”
    “You should have told me that you were staying.”
    Mike was starting to become angry. He was breaking his back for this woman and she didn’t appreciate his efforts. “You were already in bed. I didn’t want to disturb you, but I left a note on the office counter since you left the door open. You really should lock that door at night.”
    “My key broke in the lock yesterday. That is why the doors are being replaced tomorrow,” seethed Eva.
    “Today.”
    “What?”
    “They are being replaced today. In fact, only four hours from now. Enough time to get some sleep in.”
    Suddenly Eva realized that she was standing before Mike in a very thin nightgown. She was sure that he could see her outline through it. “Goodnight then. I’ll see you in the morning.”
    “Do you want me to walk you back?”
    “NO!” exclaimed Eva. “I’ll be fine.” She crossed her arms, trying to shield her breasts.
    “Well goodnight then. I’m going to stay out here for a few more moments,” replied Mike. He realized that Eva felt sheepish being caught in her itty-bitty nighty, although he didn’t mind it. In fact, he rather enjoyed what he saw. She was a woman with a little meat on her bones.
    Eva nodded and hurried back to her bungalow, looking back to see if Mike was watching her.
    He wasn’t.
    She sighed relief. From now on, she would wear panties at night. She literally had been caught with her drawers down. Eva smiled.
    Well, at least Mike hadn’t seemed repulsed by the sight of her.
    She didn’t understand why, but that made her feel better. Eva didn’t think on it long. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she fell asleep and dreamt that she was a beautiful mermaid saving a drowning sailor . . . a sailor that looked a lot like Mike.

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    E va was passionately embracing her pillow when the alarm when off. She reluctantly opened one eye at the clock radio.
    It was time to get up and start the day.
    She vaguely remembered a passionate dream where she was a mermaid and she saved a sailor from drowning or some silly nonsense like that.
    Eva thought it strange that she couldn’t remember, as she always dreamt in color and remembered her dreams vividly when she awoke. She just recalled bits and pieces that this dream was extremely passionate.
    It was a shame, really. Her life needed a bit of pep, as she hadn’t been with a man for a very long time. Her marriage had died long before it was pronounced dead.
    She had been trying to revive it the night that Dennis had confessed that he didn’t love her anymore.
    Ouch! She didn’t want to think of that.
    Eva wondered who the mystery sailor had been. She really didn’t care as long as it wasn’t that Mike Bishop.
    There was something off about that guy.
    Eva was sure about it.

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    T he glass/door man was two hours late. To make matters worse, the company had ordered the wrong doors.
    Mike was calm but firm with the company’s manager. They would finish installing the windows with hurricane-grade glass that day, and the company would come back next week with the correct doors plus a discount on the invoice for the inconvenience.
    Impressed with Mike’s ability to wiggle a new deal for her, Eva borrowed his jeep and left him to handle the window conversion. She was going to Homestead, Florida to find a new sign for the motel. Ever since Mike had told her of a salvage business that saved old neon signs, Eva had been itching to find one. She would love to have a neon sign for the motel. Wooden signs with just a lighting