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current Carrie was quite sure she could get lost in if she wasn’t very, very careful. “That’s not why I proposed to Alexia, if that’s what you’re thinking.”
    “Alexia?” Carrie pondered. “Sounds very—sophisticated.”
    “That’s a polite way to put it.”
    Carrie laughed. “Well, I’m sure not the most objective one to pass judgment at the moment.”
    “And you and yours?” Mike asked. “Mr. So-Wonderfully-Terrific you felt compelled to chuck his ring into the pool?”
    “Well, I doubt I could be very objective about him either,” Carrie admitted, sheepishly studying her toes through the straps of her sandals. “But then again, men like Wilson Haywood don’t deserve much objectivity.”
    Mike cracked a grin. “Wilson, huh? Sounds very—sophisticated.
    Carrie’s lips pulled into a smile.
    “Say,” Mike began, his eyes lighting with mischief. “I’ve got it! How about we get your Wilson together with my—”
    “Afraid it wouldn’t work,” Carrie said, shaking her head. “Wilson’s already taken.”
    “That fast? That’s gotta be some kind of… Oh,” Mike said, his smile fading in understanding. “No wonder you chucked his ring! So tell me, what was it with this guy? Deaf, blind, or stupid? Or possibly all three?”
    Carrie let loose a belly laugh, delighted with the turn this conversation had taken. “All three, I guess,” she said, giggling into her hand. “And your girl? Alexis?”
    “Alexia,” Mike corrected.
    Carrie shrugged.
    “You’re right,” Mike agreed. “Really doesn’t matter anymore now, does it? I mean, you give a gal the perfect ring…”
    Carrie suddenly realized she still had Mike’s ring clutched in her hand with the other. “Oh my goodness,” she said, attempting to pass it over. “Here! I almost forgot!”
    Mike shook his head. “Finders, keepers.”
    “Now, wait a minute! You left this on the table by accident!”
    Mike gave her a sly wink. A wink that did terrific things for the tingles that had been lying dormant in her spine. “You quite sure of that?”
    “Of course, I’m sure. You went to all the trouble to dig it out of the pool, didn’t you? The ring obviously still means something to you, even if the woman you intended to wear it doesn’t.”
    Yeah, Mike thought, that ring still meant a lot. Like about three thousand dollars, an amount he honestly couldn’t afford to throw away, not with his renewed plans to move to the Caymans. If he was to make that long-lost dream a reality, he’d have to start counting every dime.
    Mike stretched a reluctant hand in Carrie’s direction and took back the ring.
    “Quite a game of ring toss we’re playing here, eh, Mike?” Carrie asked with the most compelling smile he’d seen on her face yet. Boy, wouldn’t his old high school buddies just die if Mike showed up with someone like that on his arm. Classy but genuine, with an unguarded warmth that seemed to be getting hotter by the minute.
    Mike wiped an arm across his moistened brow. “Got that right,” he said, giving her a smile. “And it’s getting a little warm out for ring toss…” Her dark eyes widened, expecting who knew what kind of proposition. “But perfect for a swim,” he finished as he watched the color rush back into her face.
    Yessiree, she was quite a looker. Would knock every one of that high school gang out cold! If only Mike could think up a way to take her.
    “Oh no,” Carrie said, scrambling to her feet. “I’m not much for swimming.”
    “No?” Mike asked, standing beside her. “But why in heaven’s name not? It’s hot as blazes out—”
    Yes, damn it, Carrie could quite appropriately feel the heat. It was sticking to every inch of her with gummy fingers that prickled her skin with perspiration and sent a cascade of droplets sliding down her cleavage. But no way in Hades was she going to let a man as perfectly formed as Mike Davis see her practically naked in a swimsuit—even her modest, one-piece