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today?”
    “Granny!” Alyssa shook her head and met Beck’s amused glance. “I’m sorry,” she told him. “I’m sure you have plans.”
    “I promised myself I’d try to sit on the beach, but it would be much more fun with you two.”
    “Oh, yes it would.” Granny cocked her head to the side and gave his hand a squeeze. “I tell you what. Let’s go down to Ka’anapali Beach and rent us some nice lounge chairs and shade. We’ll watch the whales and the waves, I’ll take a nap to get over this jet lag, and you and Alyssa can get to know each other better.”
    “Great idea.” Beck’s smile swung from Granny to Alyssa. “Let me go put on a swimsuit.”
    “We’ll meet you back here in a few minutes.” Granny said. She waited until he walked away and then grinned at Alyssa. “Seeing that man in a swimsuit will be worth the six hour redeye.”
    “Granny,” Alyssa protested half-heartedly. She couldn’t hold in a laugh, agreeing with Granny’s desire to see Beckham in a suit. A picture formed in her mind and she started to salivate. Too bad she didn’t dare bring her camera.
     

 
    Beck ran up the stairs to his room. His stomach bubbled with nervous anticipation. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this excited. Alyssa was beautiful and intriguing and her grandmother was hilarious.
    He had promised himself he’d sit on the beach, so he hadn’t lied to Ellie. Going to the beach with Alyssa and her feisty grandmother was perfect. Tomorrow he planned to meet with some youth coordinators for a troubled teen program in the morning then finally locate the photographer, A.A. Beck had been able to trace the photographer to Maui and found a gallery showing he was going to appear at. Beck wanted to convince the guy to join forces with him and hopefully get him to leave the privileged shores of Maui and go to some developing nations to photograph and help spread the word about children in need. Beck needed this break from his usual reality and finding A.A. would be a huge boost to his efforts. Meeting someone like Alyssa was a bonus he never planned on.
    He changed into his swimsuit and pulled a T-shirt over his scarred torso. How would Alyssa react when she saw how abused his body looked? The standard cover story would have to work—too many hits from hockey. He wondered if he’d ever reveal the true story to Alyssa, but quickly forced the idea from his brain. He hardly knew her.

    Beck offered to drive and Alyssa barely hid her surprise that his rental car was a Hyundai Elantra. It was hard to believe that a guy this genuine could be a multi-millionaire, or as some sources claimed, a billionaire. Maybe Maryn was right and Beck was kind and down-to-earth. Alyssa almost wasn’t afraid for him to see her foot or to be alone with him. They parked at the Marriott and if he noticed her limping toward the beach he didn’t say anything. He escorted Granny Ellie on his arm and it was so cute to see the tiny woman beaming up at him and saying all manner of things to embarrass and endear herself to him as only her Granny could do. Beck rented three chaise lounges and two umbrellas. They sat down and Alyssa debated when to take her tennis shoes off. It probably looked awkward with her swimsuit and sarong, but she wasn’t ready to see the look of disgust, compassion, or whatever would be on Beck’s face when he caught a glimpse of her foot.
    After less than a minute, Granny Ellie announced, “Well, this relaxing has been delightful, but it’s time for me to shop.”
    Alyssa and Beck both stood.
    “Where are we going shopping?” Alyssa asked, wishing she could sit back down and get to know Beck a little better.
    “Not we , me.” Granny jabbed a finger at herself, eyes twinkling. “You two adorable people are going to cozy up and get to know each other. I’m going to walk to Whaler’s Square and spend some of my money and scope out the men. There are bound to be some handsome Tongans in Hawaii.”