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her, she found her mind wandering.
    Was Dan still walking on the beach? She sighed as she though wistfully of that amazing sky and how inviting the long stretch of soft, white sand had looked. She imagined herself walking along the water’s edge, feeling the waves foam and eddy around her ankles, that fresh, salty sea breeze blowing in her face and whipping her hair back…
    Ellie came back to reality with a jerk. What was she thinking? As if she would ever let her hair out of its bun anyway. It would just get completely tangled and dirty on the beach. So impractical.
    With an effort, she dragged her mind back to the spreadsheet in front of her. The figures were looking good, so far, for the grand opening of the resort… the board had approved an increase to the advertising budget for the inaugural gala event… great, that’ll give her more to use on the sponsorships… and then there was the Miss Summer Beach competition… must remember to draft a press release for that… and maybe she could use local models for the resort brochure… keep the costs down and spread goodwill in the local community… she would have to get Fiona to hunt down some possible male models for the beach shots…
    The perfect male model for a beach shot rose in Ellie’s mind: tanned, muscled arms crossed over a broad chest, strong, masculine nose and chiselled jawline, cool grey eyes twinkling with amusement…
    What would Dan’s hands feel like? Firm and possessive around her waist as he pulled her close… her head tilted up to his, her breath quickening in anticipation as his grey eyes darkened to charcoal… the space between them shrinking, shrinking as he lowered his head to hers… an agony of waiting before his mouth claimed hers and her body melted against him…
    Oh my God, what is wrong with me ? Ellie sat up, blinking in horror, as she put her hands up to her face. Her cheeks felt hot and her heart was thumping. Maybe I’m going into early menopause or something and this is like a hot flash , she thought wildly.
    She grabbed her mug and realised that the coffee was cold. Jumping up, she hurried back into the kitchen to make herself a fresh cup. I’ve got to stop this , she thought feverishly as she boiled fresh water. She had never been the type of girl to moon over a guy and she was proud of that. Cool, sensible, and in control—that was her. She had to get over this ridiculous fixation with Dr Dan O’Brien. Ellie set her mouth in determination. She’d never failed at anything she’d set her mind to and she wasn’t about to start now. She was going to put the hunky vet out of her mind if it was the last thing she did.

CHAPTER 5
     
     
     
    Ellie woke the next morning bleary-eyed and cranky. She had spent a fitful night tossing and turning in bed. She blamed the hot weather—early December in Australia was the start of summer and a heat wave seemed to have come early—rather than one hot vet who kept intruding in her thoughts and her dreams.
    She had a quick shower then shuffled, still yawning, into the kitchen, only to discover that she was out of milk. Ellie sighed, debating for a moment whether to have her cereal dry. Since she would probably need milk again later, she might as well go into town and pick up a bottle now, she decided. Shops in Australia had pretty strict closing times. Unlike back home in L.A.—where she could always find somewhere open to buy basic items, even late at night—over here, many shops closed early or didn’t open at all on weekends. If she was just a bit lazy or disorganised, she could find herself stranded the whole weekend without several essential groceries. She had learnt that the hard way. It was probably different in the big cities like Sydney, but in small towns like Summer Beach, the weekend was time off for everybody—including the shopkeepers.
    Ellie changed into a tank top and shorts, grabbed her purse, slipped her feet into her favourite orange flip flops, and headed out.