she stepped onto the boat. “I’m Jean, by the way. This is my, um, boyfriend, Colin.”
Malia nodded a hello to Colin as Jean got onto the boat. Like most guys, he didn’t accept her help while stepping into the boat and Malia moved out of the way. “If you brought any drinks, I have a cooler with fresh ice here. I also have some chips and fresh tuna jerky.”
Robert was the last one on the boat. “Tuna jerky? That sounds amazing.”
Oh, it was amazing. She was now offering her world-class, fresh, homemade sundried tuna jerky to Robert Farrell. Ugh. She climbed onto the pier and started to untie the back end of the boat and climbed into the boat before she untied the front end. Once she had the ropes in the boat and moved behind the wheel, she motioned to the front end where she’d just been standing. “You two can have a seat up there. Those are probably the best seats on the boat.”
“Where do you want me?” asked Robert.
Malia chose to believe there was no sexual meaning in those words. “You should stay behind me so the boat is balanced.” And there were no seats behind her, so he’d effectively have to stand. Her little way of getting revenge.
Colin and Jean took their seats as Malia backed the boat out and turned it around. She kept the speed down as they left the harbor and got closer to the sandbar. The tide was getting higher, so all the sand was covered for the moment, but during low tide, the sand was exposed, leaving a great place for sunbathing or partying.
Once they were farther out, she kicked up the speed so the motor drowned out most of the sound. That left Jean and Colin to cuddle together up front as Robert moved to stand closer to her. “I’m sorry if I surprised you today.”
Malia kept her eyes on the water in front of them. Partly because she didn’t want to look at Robert’s handsome face and partly because she needed to make sure she didn’t wander into shallower waters by accident. “If you were sorry, you would’ve called me your damned self.”
“I really didn’t get the idea until after you were gone. I remembered Jean and Colin were coming in and wanted a knowledgeable tour guide.”
“You have no idea if I’m qualified as a tour guide.”
“Is it really so bad to want to give my sister a good time?”
That broke Malia’s concentration and she jerked her head to look at him. “Don’t lie to me. You don’t have a sister.”
He raised a brow. “So you know who I am then?”
“You gave me your card.”
“I guess you haven’t been reading the tabloids then.”
“Tabloids aren’t on my reading lists, sorry.”
He smiled. “See, that just makes me like you more. Tabloids aren’t normally that good to me.”
“Don’t be too happy. I don’t need a tabloid to tell me about your reputation. I also know you don’t have a sister.”
“Didn’t until last year. Once Walter croaked, he left a chunk of the estate to Jean. This trip is my way of trying to get to know her better.”
“Her and her boyfriend.”
Robert let out a groan, telling her that he wasn’t too excited about Jean’s choice in men. “They’re a package deal at the moment.”
“You better realize that this isn’t any sort of double date. I’m working right now. You just have to go and relax and leave me alone.”
His brows drew together and he pressed one hand against the wheel as he moved in closer. “I think I missed something. Are you pissed off at me?”
“You’re a borderline stalker right now. How did you expect me to react?”
“I don’t know, but I feel like there’s something you’re mad about that you’re not telling me.”
Malia pressed her lips together and pointed to one of the gorgeous mountains on the island. “Check this out,” she said loud enough for Jean and Colin to hear. Robert got the hint and backed up a few steps. “The Jurassic World film crew got a few helicopter shots right here, so if you watch the movie, you’re going to see