beach.
The caretakers, an older couple local to the area, escorted Carol and Jake to their rooms. Lena had brought the rest of the staff over from the States, along with a beauty team to provide in-room makeup, hair and nail services to her guests. Massage therapists could be had, as well.
No one had seen Lena yet. She wouldnât be making an appearance until the party. But she was the type who liked to make a grand entrance, so Carol wasnât surprised.
Carolâs and Jakeâs rooms were located on the second floor and were next to each other, with adjoining doors in the center. For now they were open, making it one huge suite.
âWeâre going to have to lock those as soon as we get settled in,â she said.
âWe will,â he replied, going onto his veranda.
Carolâs balcony had the same view. But she joined him on his, standing beside him on the airy structure. Beyond the oasis-style pool was the ocean. In another direction, she spotted a mountainous terrain, surrounding a lush green glimpse of rain forest.
She thought it would be a wonderful setting for a destination wedding. The caretakers had already given them a bit of history on the custom-built mansion, which could be rented out for weddings. Not that she should be thinking about that. But after the discussion she and Jake had had on the plane, her mind was still immersed in marriage.
âItâs beautiful here,â she said as a breeze stirred between them.
Jake turned toward her. âYouâre not afraid of getting bitten by something scary anymore?â
âI already told you they donât have superscary things on this island.â Except for him, she thought. The look in his soul-stealing eyes was filled with danger. Or lust. Or something she was too chicken to identify. He was actually giving her goose bumps.
He kept staring at her, and she crossed her arms to ward off the sexy chill.
Trying to stay focused on their schedule, she told him, âThe caretakers said that the chef was making seafood for dinner, with lots of vegan dishes on the side for the people who prefer that.â Their meals would be served in their rooms. After that, they could rest before they got ready for the party, which was scheduled for later that night.
He kept looking at her. âIâm getting a little hungry. Are you?â
She nodded. She definitely wanted to keep her mouth busy. But she didnât have to wait for the meal. Baskets of fruit and nuts and other snacks had already been provided, along with fully stocked portable bars. A glass of wine sounded good about now. But Carol would be indulging in alcohol at the party, so she figured it was best to wait until then.
âBefore I forget, I have something for you,â he said. âIâll go get it.â
She remained on the veranda while he rummaged through his luggage. He returned with a trim white box.
She lifted the lid and uncovered an elegant gold bangle encrusted with round-cut diamonds surrounded by multicolored stones. There was also a pair of starfish-shaped earrings, also glittering with diamonds.
Her pulse quickened. âTheyâre magnificent, Jake.â The pieces were going to look stunning with her dress. âAre they on loan?â She knew that jewelers sometimes let their rich and famous clients borrow from their inventory.
âNo. I paid for them.â
Oh, my. âYou shouldnât have done that.â
âI wanted to. Besides, I checked with Millie to see if youâd gotten any jewelry to go with your outfit, and she said that you hadnât.â
âI didnât want to go overboard and spend more than was necessary.â She gazed at the gems. âBut this is way too much. I should return them to you after the party.â
âSeriously? That doesnât make any sense. They were purchased to complement your wardrobe, and youâre keeping the clothes. So why would you give the earrings and