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“Well, she hooked me up with an afternoon of pampering. Lucia’s life back home isn’t sunshine and roses,” Cade said. “I want her to feel special for a couple of days.”
“You’re seeing her again tonight?” his dad asked.
“Yes, but she leaves tomorrow.”
And after that I’ll never see her again. This is my last chance to make her feel beautiful.
His father smiled at the bartender. “Darling, what’s the hottest restaurant in Vegas?”
“Chef Louis’s new place.” She frowned. “But it books up months in advance.”
His father leaned forward. “My son’s a Navy SEAL—”
“Dad,” Cade said. “I’m sure there’s someplace else we can go.” He didn’t advertise his job, and he sure as hell didn’t use it to secure reservations. His old man should know better.
His father ignored him. “My son wants to spend his few days of leave making his girl feel like a princess. Spa treatments, fancy food, the whole nine yards.”
True, but—
Across the bar, Maxine sighed, her lips forming a wistful smile. “I’ll see what I can do.”
“Thanks, Maxine.” His dad turned to him as the bartender headed for the landline phone by the register. “Now, son, what are you planning to wear for your final night out with this special girl?”
Cade sipped his beer. “I brought clothes with me.”
“A suit? To take a girl out to the hottest ticket in town, you need to look sharp.”
This coming from the man who’d never expressed an interest in Cade’s clothing choices growing up. Or his own apart from the desire to wear a uniform.
“I don’t own a suit,” Cade said flatly.
“After Maxine confirms your reservation, we’ll hit the mall across the street. Do a little shopping.”
Cade raised an eyebrow. “You want to ditch the baseball game to go to the mall?”
“One thing I learned in the Navy,” his dad said. “You need to make every moment count.”
Chapter Thirteen
“If what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, I need to move here,” Lucia murmured as her masseuse lifted the lavender eye mask off her face. She blinked and opened her eyes to the dimly lit treatment room.
The woman laughed as she adjusted the rubber band containing her brown curls in a messy ponytail. “I’m glad you enjoyed the massage. Please take your time getting up. And just in case you decide to move to this crazy patch of desert, I’ll leave my card beside your glass of water. Or you can just ask for Karen the next time you visit our spa.”
The young woman set a business card on the side table and smiled before slipping out of the room. Lucia closed her eyes, determined to remain in her relaxed cocoon for a few more minutes.
“Sex in the ice room, followed by a massage,” she murmured. “This is the best day ever.”
The shrill ring of her cell cut into her bliss. She sat up, reluctantly slid off the table, and retrieved her phone from her robe.
“Natalie, I’m in heaven and you’re interrupting,” she said, lying back on the table.
“Right now?” The note of hysteria in his sister’s voice caught her by surprise. “You’re with him now and you answered the phone?”
“Not sex heaven,” Lucia corrected. “Massage heaven. I’m in a treatment room at the hotel’s spa. Cade, the guy I met last night, the Navy SEAL, he arranged for a ninety-minute hot-stone massage.”
“He took you to a spa?” Disbelief replaced her sister’s frenzied panic, but she still sounded off.
“He’s perfect,” Lucia declared with a sigh.
