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three-thirty. You will be here. At that time I will let you know what I’ve decided.”
“You’re not going to call the cops?” the boy asked again, his voice barely above a whisper.
“We’ll see how all of this goes. If you follow my instructions and do as I say, then I might consider backing off. If you try anything. I will know. Remember, I am better at this game than you.” He glowered at the kid. “I thought about taking your damn computer but then you’d just go to a friend’s house.”
“No, sir. I wouldn’t do that, sir.”
Sir? He almost laughed. It was almost like he had been dropped into the Marines. He had to steady his mean-guy stare. Mateo never thought he was good at intimidation until now. He stood, came toward the boy and leaned down until they were almost nose to nose. “See that nice lady over there? You know her. She lives in your town and she knows your mom and dad. This is who you are hurting by doing this.”
The kid blanched even whiter if that was possible.
“We will be back at three-thirty. Be here.”
Chapter Four
Kyra grinned at Mateo as they slid back into his car and drove away. She’d had the same adrenaline rush she was sure he had. “You were right, that was an adventure. Maybe I should be a Bond girl and not work in advertising.”
“When he first opened the door, all I wanted to do was bust his face for putting you and the others through such heartache. But you were right, he’s just a kid.” As they entered into the rest of the town, he added, “You still owe me a tour of the town. How about that along with dinner?” He drummed his long fingers on the steering wheel waiting for her reply.
She looked at the clock on the dashboard and sighed. “Sure.”
“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” He frowned and looked hurt.
“That’s not it. I just have a lot to do. We have this big event coming up in a few days to introduce the resort to the rest of the people in town. Everyone has to be on board if this is going to work. I still need to get the posters printed and I can’t seem to get them the way I want them to look. But, I can always work later.” She stopped. “Turn on the next street.”
He drove the BMW around the corner.
“Park here, and I’ll buy you the best steak and seafood dinner you’ve ever had at Betty’s Surf and Turf.”
Mateo turned off the car and faced her. “Wait a minute, I never said anything about you buying dinner.”
Kyra crossed her arms and tried to frown. “For everything you’ve done today, I buy, or I’m not going.”
“Hardball is it? But only if I buy the drinks.” He finally smiled making her stomach do a little flip. Mateo was so handsome with his dark hair and chocolate brown eyes that bore into her, that all she could think about was the unexpected kiss he’d planted on her earlier. I wish he’d do it again.
She nodded in agreement. “The place isn’t Daniel’s in New York City, but it’s pretty great.”
“I love Daniel’s ,” Mateo stated. “I like to take dates…” he stopped. “Let’s just say I like to eat there.”
“You can buy ten, maybe twenty plus dinners at Betty’s for the price of one there. So stop getting your man pants in a bunch and let me treat you to dinner.” Kyra liked this fun bantering with Mateo. She’d almost forgotten how much fun it was to flirt.
After dinner, they strolled out onto the street. All of the businesses were closed since it was Sunday night.
Mateo followed her out onto the boardwalk that led to the marina. He patted his stomach and said, “I’m so full, you’re going to need a dolly to get me back to the car. You were right. The food there is fantastic.”
“I wouldn’t lie. Almost as good as Daniel’s , huh?”
“I agree, and as you said you could buy twenty dinners for the same price.” He looked around. “It’s so quiet here.”
“My mom used to say ‘they roll up the streets of Sunset Beach after seven.’ She was