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He nodded, his gaze perusing her. “Still planning on swimming?”
“As far as I know.” Anita smiled. “I’m not really a swimsuit person, you know, since I’m not a runner like you.”
Wyatt’s brows raised. “What does that even mean?”
“It means that when we go to the pool, I read, and Carly swims,” she said. “It also means that I’ve worn the same swimsuit for like ten years.”
He smirked. “There’s no swimsuit competition going on here.” Then he paused. “That’s not how I meant it.”
“What did you mean?” she teased.
“I mean...” His gaze captured hers. “Whatever you wear, now or at a pool, you’ll look beautiful.”
She waved a hand. “You’re just trying to butter me up to go on more road trips with you and your grandpa.”
Wyatt laughed. “Yeah, that’s totally it.”
He was closer now, and Anita could practically feel the warmth radiating off his bare torso.
“For the record,” he said in a quieter tone, “I just like being with you. Road trip or not. But I would like to take you to dinner after this trip. The two of us—if that would be okay with Carly?”
“I think it would be okay,” she said, her stomach doing flips. “Would this dinner have a purpose?”
“Besides eating?” Wyatt asked. “It would.”
Anita waited.
“It would be the first of many, I hope?” His mouth curved into a smile. “I like you, and I think you like me too. And maybe...” His fingers grasped hers. “Maybe you’d let me kiss you?”
Her stomach did a full somersault. “That’s a possibility.” She inched closer. “But why wait?”
Wyatt’s brows lifted, then his eyes grew intense. “You don’t mind a hotel hallway?”
“I don’t.” It was the truth.
His smile grew, and his other hand slipped to her waist.
Anita wasn’t sure what she was expecting or hoping for when Wyatt kissed her, but it wasn’t supposed to be on her cheek.
“Hey,” she protested.
He drew away, a grin on his face. “When I kiss you for real, it’s not going to be when we could be interrupted at any moment.”
She’d opened her mouth to reply, when the door opened behind her.
“All done,” Carly said, her eyes bright as she looked from Anita to Wyatt. Their hands were still linked, so there was no hiding what was going on. “Ready to go swimming?”
“Ready,” Wyatt said in a cheerful tone.
“We’ll meet you there in a few minutes.” Anita released his hand and headed into the room with her daughter.
Shutting the door, Carly spun and asked, “Were you guys kissing?”
“No,” she said immediately. “We were talking about it, though.”
Carly laughed. “Mom . . . you like him.”
“I do,” Anita replied, but she didn’t really want this to be the topic of conversation when her head was buzzing with all that Wyatt had said. “What happened with the phone call with your dad? How did it go?”
