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blouses.
    As they approached the west end of town, the street disappeared and she found herself on a narrow path that weaved between stone buildings. Iron balconies dotted the structures and a few even had laundry hanging out to dry. Tenants waved from above as they walked passed.
    “Armand.”
    Armand stopped. “Pedro, old man.” He pulled the older gentleman into an embrace. “How have you been?”
    “Good, amigo. I see you are giving the grand tour of our beautiful village.” The elderly man beamed with pride.
    “Yes. Pedro, this is Makayla. She is here for a brief vacation.”
    Pedro showed a toothy grin and extended his hand. Kayla accepted and as was the custom he planted a kiss on her knuckles. “Has Armand told you how his forefathers arrived here and built the first cabin?”
    Kayla shook her head. “No. He hasn't.”
    The old man tucked her hand under his and led her to a nearby bench where he sat her down and regaled her with stories. She learned Pedro's great-great-grandfather had come here and started the first general store. Everyone admired Armand and his family. They just wished his brother Crone would visit more often.
    “We should be going, Kayla,” Armand murmured.
    She hadn't realized they'd been sitting there for over an hour, but she had so enjoyed learning more about the sexy Spaniard. “Yes, of course.” She rose and turned to Pedro. “Thank you so much. I really enjoyed the stories. Maybe we can chat again?”
    The old man's eyes sparkled. “It would be my pleasure. Stop by here anytime, chica bella .” He flashed a smile then glanced at Armand. “You take good care of this one, amigo. ”
    Armand tipped his head then led Kayla down the path.
    “The people here seem to love you. You must be very proud of what your family has created,” Kayla said.
    “I am very proud and the people here … well, they are like my family,” he replied.
    “Pedro said you have a brother?”
    “I do. Crone only visits a couple of times a year. He is very busy.”
    She thought she detected sadness in his voice. Maybe the brothers didn't get along or perhaps he simply missed him.
    “Do you have any other family?” She studied his reaction and noted how his body tensed. Maybe it wasn't a good topic of conversation.
    “I do, but they all live far away from here.”
    His tone led her to believe a change of conversation was in order, but before she could think of anything else they rounded a corner. The path widened, changing to grass and all the buildings faded away. Armand led her into a thicket of trees where the strong scent of evergreen filled the air. God, it had been forever since she'd been able to take a deep breath and fill her lungs with fresh clean air.
    “It smells so good.” Then she noticed the clearing in front of them. “Oh my god!” She released Armand's arm and raced ahead.
    “I did not lie when I said it was beautiful.” He came up beside her, but she couldn't take her eyes off the view. In front of her lay a vast lake. Water shimmered like a mirror in the sun’s reflection. As spectacular as it was, the majestic snow-capped mountains that rose from the waters edge on the other side and reached for the heavens stole her breath.
    Kayla plopped down in the grass and stared. “I've never in my life seen anything so stunning. I cannot even begin to find the words to describe it.”
    Armand sat beside her. His heat warmed her. “It's one of my favorite places. I can sit here for hours and watch the world go by.”
    She tipped her head and looked at him out of the corner of her eye. Damn, his rugged looks fit perfect into the setting. Was it the way his messy waves fell into his eyes? Or maybe the facial hair she wanted to touch so badly. Would it be coarse or soft? She pulled her thoughts back and returned to admiring Mother Nature. “I can certainly understand why. I think I could sit here for hours as well.”
    “I have an idea if you're up for it.”
    “What's that?”
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