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the
bathroom.
    “Aren’t you going to let me come
in and wait?”
    “I’ll be down in a
minute.”
    Joslyn narrowed her eyes. “Did you
steal your phone back from me?”
    Elizabeth straightened, and grasped
onto that excuse. “Now how could I have done that?”
    Joslyn rose on her toes and spotted
the tablet being charged on the desk. “I knew I should have checked
that bag.”
    And just then, Sullivan opened the
bathroom door. “You might want to wash the salt out of your hair
before we head downstairs.”
    Elizabeth saw Joslyn’s jaw drop and
her cheeks pinken before she closed her eyes in
resignation.
    “I’ll meet you
downstairs,” Joslyn said, and hurried off.
    Elizabeth closed the door and
leaned against it.
    “Who was that?”
Sullivan asked, tugging his t-shirt down.
    “Joslyn. She has the completely
wrong idea.”
    He grinned. “Well, we can correct
her assumption, or we can make it true.”
    Her heart kicked, hard, and she
stared. Was he offering to fulfill her fantasy? Was she willing to
let him, with her friends waiting downstairs?
    No, if she acted on her desires,
she wanted the time to focus on him, not worry about her
friends.
    “I should wash the salt water out
of my hair,” she murmured, and slipped past him into the
bathroom.
    ***
    Sully had never signed on to be the
tour guide for a bachelorette party. He’d figured it would be easy,
show them the sights, let them have a spa day, taken them dancing,
whatever. Pretty easy. He hadn’t expected to actually like any of
them, and the serious brunette more than the others.
    He’d been impressed with her
determination this morning on the surfboard, even when he could
tell she was starting to hurt. And the fact that she’d looked
damned fine in that bathing suit—which she’d now exchanged for a
tank top and shorts—hadn’t helped. Now he couldn’t take his eyes
off her as she interacted with her friends, and the petite brunette
who’d showed up at the door just when he’d been about to kiss her
couldn’t stop watching him, and Elizabeth didn’t look at him at
all.
    She had to know what he was
thinking. Gorgeous woman. Tiny hotel room, naked in the
shower.
    He shifted in his chair and fought
his reaction to her.
    Just then she sent him a glance
from beneath her eyelashes, her cheeks turned a little pink, and
the battle was lost. At least he was sitting down.
    “So what time is our helicopter
tour?” Bailey asked, popping a strawberry into her
mouth.
    “One. Then we’ll get back here, you
ladies can change for the sunset cruise, and we’ll go meet the
boat.”
    “And we’ll get to see the volcanoes
and all that from the helicopter?” Haven asked.
    “No, those are on the Big Island.
We’ll see the Diamondhead crater, though, which used to be a
volcano. We are going to see some pretty incredible sights. The
flight’s about an hour. None of you get sick flying, do
you?”
    The women shook their
heads.
    “Good. But to be on the safe side,
I have some Dramamine if you get sick either flying or on the boat.
And don’t forget your cameras.”
    ***
    An hour and a half later, Sully
stood on the tarmac and watched the ladies shuffle about while the
pilot, Kahale, waited patiently.
    “One of you want to sit up here
with me?” Kahale asked, looking at Sully.
    “I will,” Joslyn volunteered,
practically vaulting into the passenger seat.
    Sully shrugged and looked at the
spot she’d vacated, right next to Elizabeth. Elizabeth was buckled
in, otherwise Sully was pretty sure she would have traded places
with one of her friends. As it was, he’d be sitting right next to
her, leaning over to point out places of interest. Yeah, that
suited him just fine. He hauled himself into the helicopter and
plopped beside her, making a big show of buckling in. She hadn’t
spoken to him since they joined the other women at brunch, but he
was pretty sure she’d been just as interested as he was in that
kiss. Would it have led to something more?