Carolyn Arnold - McKinley 02 - Vacation is Murder Read Online Free Page A
Author: Carolyn Arnold
Tags: Mystery: Cozy - Homicide Detectives - Cancun
the beautiful woman next door with a splash of Playboy Bunny.
One of the dolphins swam near.
“Sally is five.” Alejandro popped a few fish into her mouth.
She ducked beneath the surface and came back up again, then worked her way down the line as Alejandro had them petting her, shaking a fin, and kissing her.
Tears streaked down Sara’s cheeks when her lips met the mammal’s thick, yet soft as velvet, hide. “They are so beautiful,” she whispered.
Alejandro had the second dolphin do the same. Her name was Molly and she was the older one.
At first, Sean was leery of swimming too far out into the pen, but when it came time to leave, he didn’t want to go. He had experienced a connection with these creatures, even if it meant admitting that Alejandro was right—they were dogs of the sea.
Déjà Vu
“WE HAVE TO DO THIS again, darling,” Sara said.
“Anything you’d like.”
“Oh, you act like it was no big deal,” she pressed her fingertip to Sean’s nose, “but I know you. You forget that I can read people, especially you. You’re like an open book.”
“Like a book, eh?”
“The Canadians rubbed off on you fast.”
“What can I say, I’m easily impressed.” He leaned down, pushed his nose against hers and grabbed her butt bringing her against him.
Her eyes bolted wide open. “Sean.”
“Why not? You’re my wife and I want the world to know you’re mine.”
She kissed him before he had a chance to make the move.
“Isn’t that sweet, Earl? Why don’t you ever kiss me in public?”
They parted from their embrace to see a smiling Catherine, but Earl was looking like he craved another drink.
“They’re newlyweds, Cathy. Let it go.” He turned to Sean. “How about that drink now? It’s after noon.”
Sean looked at Sara. “What do you think, dear?”
“Sure, but let’s change first.” She kissed him again and then hurried off with Catherine.
Earl and Sean headed to the change rooms too, but without the same enthusiasm as the women had.
Earl and Sean were waiting on a bench for the girls to finish changing. “I’ll never understand women,” Earl said, his legs bouncing.
“That’s encouraging, coming from a married man of thirty years.”
“Sometimes it feels longer than that.”
“You’re not happy?”
“I am. I love her with all my heart, but things change after all that time.”
“Like what? I would think it would only get better. By thirty years, do you even have a need to talk? You’d read each other’s minds so well.”
“Finally. Here they come.” Earl shot to his feet and rubbed his hands together. “Ready for that drink, ladies?”
“Conversation over,” Sean mumbled.
No one seemed to hear him and, as Earl spoke to Sara and Catherine, Sean looked behind them. The woman from the resort stood at a distance—the large sunhat drawing attention to her.
“Sean?” Sara tugged his arm.
In his peripheral, he noticed Sara follow his line of sight.
“Checking out another woman on our honeymoon?”
“See, Cathy, no relationship is perfect,” Earl said.
Catherine punched her husband’s shoulder. Sean hoped she put force behind it.
“You know I only have eyes for you,” he said to Sara and drew her in.
“You better.”
“Hmm. Now who’s jealous?”
“There’s a difference.”
“And that would be?”
“Excuse us for a moment.” Sara cupped his elbow and guided him to turn around. She spoke in a near whisper. “I want you. I’m not possessive.”
“Oh really?” He jacked a thumb over his shoulder. “We could ditch them, arrange for another way back to Cancun.”
“The wait will make you hungrier. I’ll take my chances.”
“You’re such a tease.”
“Yes, but one that will make good on her lures.”
She spun around and was all smiles for the Spencers. “I’m dying for a piña colada.”
“Sounds excellent, Sara.” Catherine looped her arm through Sara’s and the women took off, again
One of the dolphins swam near.
“Sally is five.” Alejandro popped a few fish into her mouth.
She ducked beneath the surface and came back up again, then worked her way down the line as Alejandro had them petting her, shaking a fin, and kissing her.
Tears streaked down Sara’s cheeks when her lips met the mammal’s thick, yet soft as velvet, hide. “They are so beautiful,” she whispered.
Alejandro had the second dolphin do the same. Her name was Molly and she was the older one.
At first, Sean was leery of swimming too far out into the pen, but when it came time to leave, he didn’t want to go. He had experienced a connection with these creatures, even if it meant admitting that Alejandro was right—they were dogs of the sea.
Déjà Vu
“WE HAVE TO DO THIS again, darling,” Sara said.
“Anything you’d like.”
“Oh, you act like it was no big deal,” she pressed her fingertip to Sean’s nose, “but I know you. You forget that I can read people, especially you. You’re like an open book.”
“Like a book, eh?”
“The Canadians rubbed off on you fast.”
“What can I say, I’m easily impressed.” He leaned down, pushed his nose against hers and grabbed her butt bringing her against him.
Her eyes bolted wide open. “Sean.”
“Why not? You’re my wife and I want the world to know you’re mine.”
She kissed him before he had a chance to make the move.
“Isn’t that sweet, Earl? Why don’t you ever kiss me in public?”
They parted from their embrace to see a smiling Catherine, but Earl was looking like he craved another drink.
“They’re newlyweds, Cathy. Let it go.” He turned to Sean. “How about that drink now? It’s after noon.”
Sean looked at Sara. “What do you think, dear?”
“Sure, but let’s change first.” She kissed him again and then hurried off with Catherine.
Earl and Sean headed to the change rooms too, but without the same enthusiasm as the women had.
Earl and Sean were waiting on a bench for the girls to finish changing. “I’ll never understand women,” Earl said, his legs bouncing.
“That’s encouraging, coming from a married man of thirty years.”
“Sometimes it feels longer than that.”
“You’re not happy?”
“I am. I love her with all my heart, but things change after all that time.”
“Like what? I would think it would only get better. By thirty years, do you even have a need to talk? You’d read each other’s minds so well.”
“Finally. Here they come.” Earl shot to his feet and rubbed his hands together. “Ready for that drink, ladies?”
“Conversation over,” Sean mumbled.
No one seemed to hear him and, as Earl spoke to Sara and Catherine, Sean looked behind them. The woman from the resort stood at a distance—the large sunhat drawing attention to her.
“Sean?” Sara tugged his arm.
In his peripheral, he noticed Sara follow his line of sight.
“Checking out another woman on our honeymoon?”
“See, Cathy, no relationship is perfect,” Earl said.
Catherine punched her husband’s shoulder. Sean hoped she put force behind it.
“You know I only have eyes for you,” he said to Sara and drew her in.
“You better.”
“Hmm. Now who’s jealous?”
“There’s a difference.”
“And that would be?”
“Excuse us for a moment.” Sara cupped his elbow and guided him to turn around. She spoke in a near whisper. “I want you. I’m not possessive.”
“Oh really?” He jacked a thumb over his shoulder. “We could ditch them, arrange for another way back to Cancun.”
“The wait will make you hungrier. I’ll take my chances.”
“You’re such a tease.”
“Yes, but one that will make good on her lures.”
She spun around and was all smiles for the Spencers. “I’m dying for a piña colada.”
“Sounds excellent, Sara.” Catherine looped her arm through Sara’s and the women took off, again