Thanks again for helping save the turtle.”
Shar felt a little sick to her stomach as she fled the building. Why had she shut him out like that? Survival instincts be hanged! Yes, she had legitimate plans but she could have explained them all. But…the truth was that looking into Gage Lancaster’s eyes had suddenly scared her to death. It was as if she knew that if she started something with him, she might be in danger of falling into the deep end of the pool—and she wasn’t sure whether she’d be able to swim or whether she’d sink.
Gage had just been blown off. He watched Shar flee. That was the only word that came to mind as he watched her exit the building. He’d never dated much. He’d been busy and most times women had been a complication when he had the pressure of helping build the empire his dad was so set on building. When he did ask a woman out, she usually jumped at the chance and she usually knew who he was. And that added its own complication. Manhattan was a long way away from Windswept Bay, though, and for the most part he was an unknown. At least so far.
“You’re Benjamin Lancaster.”
So much for assumptions. He turned to find a gorgeous, sleek woman in a see-through black cover-up that showed off a spectacular figure in a very skimpy black swimsuit.
“I am.” He was tempted to deny his own identity.
She smiled a brilliant white smile. “I saw you on the cover of Forbes . I’m Gayle.” She held out her hand. The diamond rings sparkled like the carats in her ears.
“It’s nice to meet you, Gayle. I’m sorry, but I have to go. But it was nice meeting you.”
“Likewise. I’m here all week.” She batted false eyelashes at him.
“Ah, well, great. It’s a beautiful island.” He headed out the way Shar had just gone, making himself stride and not run. He caught a glimpse of her leaving in a yellow Jeep that had no top. Her dark curls waved in the wind as she goosed the gas and sped off down the road.
Unable to help himself, he jogged to his car and slid behind the wheel. Almost before he was in the seat, he had the engine of his sports car fired up. Glancing over his shoulder, he backed out, shifted into drive and pressed the gas pedal. His tires squealed as he goosed it to get on the road in front of three cars that would have cut him off from getting behind Shar if he hadn’t had the powerful car.
He was bearing down on her when he came to his senses. What was he doing? Had he lost his mind? He lifted his foot off the gas and slowed; he pulled off the road and came to a jerking stop. He watched the yellow SUV disappear around a curve. He took a heavy breath. He had lost his mind. What would she think if she found him chasing her down? Not exactly the way to make a good impression. And he wanted to impress Shar Sinclair.
His phone rang and he pulled it out of his pocket to see it was Kym. He tossed the phone into the seat next to him. The next time he talked to her, he’d make the call. Right now, he had to figure out what his next move was on getting Shar Sinclair to spend time with him.
Chapter Five
Shar’s heart beat inside her chest like an out-of-control rock band as she sped down the road. She could not believe she’d left him standing in the middle of the resort.
Gage. She liked his name. It fit him. And he was more gorgeous than she’d thought. His blue eyes were intense—as was the way he’d looked at her. She tightened her hands on her steering wheel, remembering the way she’d reacted to his handshake. His touch was a bolt of heat that shot through her like a ball of fire. And that look in his eyes.
She shivered just thinking about it. Yep, those feelings were exactly what had her on the run.
She’d never felt that before…that thunderbolt. That heat. And she might be blunt sometimes and a little pushy— okay, a lot pushy —when she wanted something. But there was a part of her that was vulnerable. And all that emotion
Dawne Prochilo, Dingbat Publishing, Kate Tate