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worry about it.
    A few minutes later, he walked out of the doctor's office with a prescription for painkillers, "Just in case he needed them," and the knowledge that he was thinking far too much about Lea.
    He'd only just met the girl, and he should use this one month off from work to have fun. Adam had never been a serial one-night-stander, but he figured that maybe now was a good time to start.
    He spent the day walking along the more popular Coff's Point beach, where he knew he was unlikely to run into Lea again, and when he finally sat down to do some reading, he had more than one slim, bikini-clad tourist ask him to keep an eye on her things when she went for a swim, "because she'd come there alone." That last line was always said with a certain inflection and the hint of a seductive smile.
    He sighed to himself - what was wrong with him, why didn't he just ask one of those girls out to dinner or drinks? They were conventionally attractive in their tiny bikinis and they'd probably be happy to stay on with him after the dinner. Unlike a certain brunette who didn't seem all that interested in him.
    The paperback he'd brought with him grew tiresome after a few pages, and after a solitary lunch on the promenade, Adam found himself driving down to The Rocks, "to get away from the crowds." Ok, and maybe because he wanted to see Lea a little. But she wasn't there, and after walking along the sand for a little while, Adam decided to give up, and spend the rest of the day sorting through the photos on his laptop.
    The next morning, Adam made sure he was at the hotel's breakfast bar in time to catch Lea. Thankfully, she was there, and didn't seem too displeased to see him when he went over and joined her. She was wearing shorts and a green top that brought out her light tan, and her hair fell around her face in loose waves. Her eyes were the color of chestnuts flecked with gold, and when he looked at her, he felt a jolt of electricity pass through his body.
    They chatted about innocuous topics for a while, and then he asked her what she planned to do all day. She reeled off a list of girly things - visiting a cafe, going to yoga class, checking up on the markets, checking her Facebook, going to The Rocks for a quick swim and then heading back to the hotel after watching the sun set.
    He raised an eyebrow. "Wow. You really don't know the meaning of 'holiday', do you?"
    Lea smiled and he felt a ripple pass down his spine. "I can holiday. I just like being organized."
    "Now why am I not surprised? Do you have a list for everything you're going to do today, like a written one?"
    She blushed, looking cute and embarrassed all at once. "No, of course not, silly. It's electronic."
    They laughed, and Adam said, "You really are nuts. Do you ever do anything impulsively?"
    She sobered down and shrugged. "It's always worked out better for me when I've got a plan."
    "And your plans always go off perfectly?"
    She looked at him and something in her eyes dimmed, and when she spoke her voice was a little quieter. "No, of course not. That never happens for anyone."
    Adam wondered what had gone wrong for her. Did she miss being a party girl and all the craziness she used to get up to? The image of an electronic-agenda-toting Lea didn’t quite mesh with that of a wild nightclub-loving party girl, but there was obviously something about Lea that he'd missed the first time round. Whatever. She was probably a little too nuts for him, a little too spoilt and a little too much of a socialite.
    Adam realized suddenly that he shouldn't be wasting time with her - he really needed to forget her and have some fun during the rest of his holiday. He reached for his coffee hurriedly, accidentally brushing her fingers and feeling a shiver of electricity pass up his fingertips and down his spine. He glanced at her in surprise and knew from her wide eyes that she'd felt it too.
    He finished his coffee in a gulp, and excused himself abruptly. After he paid his bill