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breaking down crying all over
your shoulder.” She smiled apologetically.
    “Oddly enough, I feel like I’ve known you for years. Women
don’t usually yell at me until they’ve known me a few days.” He joked, making
her burst out laughing.
    “Seriously, Tess, I really need to apologize. I hope I
didn’t ruin your moment. I feel horrible. If I’d known, I would’ve stepped
aside and let you take the tour by yourself. I’m truly sorry.”
    “If you wouldn’t have stolen my tour, you mean.” She
poked him in the side. “I’m just kidding. Actually, I’m glad you were here. It
helped me in an odd way.”
    His long tapered finger brushed her hair out of her face,
tucking behind her ear.
    “I owe you an apology, too,” she admitted.
    “Apologize to me, why?”
    “You’re not what I thought you’d be,” Tess confessed.
    “Am I supposed to take that as a compliment?” His lip curled
into a gorgeous grin.
    “Yes. Yes, you are. You were fun today and very charming. I
enjoyed your company. I didn’t expect you to be so laid back, and you did let
me cry on your shoulder.”
    “Honestly Tess, I would’ve never gotten into the water with
sharks if you weren’t here. I’d be left with only a very boring story of how I
observed sharks from the safety of a boat. If you leave me your address at the
front desk I promise to send you copies of the pictures.” He chuckled reaching
down to hug her.
    Tess' heart began to thump erratically as she wrapped her
arms around his waist, not wanting to let go of him.
    “Don’t stay gone for so long, Mrs. Blue eyes.” Mr. Rene
patted her back.
    Tess went to her bungalow, lay across the bed, and cried
herself to sleep.
     

 
     
    CHAPTER FOUR
     
    Tess’ cheeks were red from sunburn, eyes puffy from crying,
and hair untamed and wild from salt water. Her stomach growled with hunger, but
she couldn’t go to breakfast like this. She dragged herself into the shower
outside on the deck, letting the cool water sooth her warm skin.
    Tess heard someone knocking on her door. She didn’t want to
be caught naked in the shower by housekeeping, so she grabbed a towel and
tiptoed over to answer the door.
    She cracked open the door expecting to see housekeeping.
    “Good morning.” Tom’s irresistible grin broadened, taking in
her towel-clad body. “Did I catch you in the shower?”
    Heat immediately rippled through her core. “No, I always
look like this when I answer the door in the morning,” she replied with a
sarcastic smile. “What’s up?”
    “Can I come in? It’ll only take a minute, or…I could come
back.”
    “Come on in. Have a seat. Just give me a couple of minutes
to rinse the conditioner out of my hair.” She tiptoed back to the shower.
    Tom followed her to the deck, taking a seat on the chaise.
The open-air shower consisted of no more than three teakwood walls. Tess could
barely see over the top without standing on her toes. She felt exhilarated
standing naked with only a small wooden wall between them. She peeked over the
wall to see him grinning at her, looking hotter than ever in flip-flops, khaki
shorts, a black T-shirt and dark sunglasses.
    “How are you this morning?” he asked sincerely.
    “I feel…peaceful actually. Thanks. What brings you to my
door this morning?”
    “I have a proposition for you, Tess.”
    She liked the way he said her name, kind of slowly and drawn
out. “I don’t have to steal anything do I?”
    “Ha, ha very funny. I booked another tour today with Mr.
Rene to see the manta rays. I wondered if you’d be interested in joining me.
I’d like to make up for interfering with your tour yesterday. And for the
record, I didn’t steal a tour from some unlucky couple today. Mr. Rene assured
me his brother-in-law would do their tour for him.”
    “I don’t have to pay for it, do I? Because I’m sure it’s
going to cost double the normal tour fee.” She laughed aloud.
    “Nope, it’s on me.”
    Tess stepped out of the