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I was more than a little hesitant at this point, but what could Enzo really do that would cause any harm to the hospital? If anything, given his financial genius and ability to think outside the box, he’d be an asset. “Let’s do it!” I smiled and followed him into what was about to be my beach cottage.

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“You know this is weird, right?” Jelly sat in the passenger seat wearing a blindfold, a simple sundress, and sandals. I hadn’t wanted to tip her off to where we were going.

“It’s only a little weird,” I hedged. I pulled into the parking area, which was conveniently located under the house. We could either use the stairs or the elevator to get inside. I thought the elevator was a bit much for a two-story beach cottage, but… the Salazar’s built it for themselves originally, so I shouldn’t be all that surprised.

We got out, and I was thrilled the ocean sounds were muted inside the garage. I pulled a couple of suitcases out of the back of the SUV and headed for the elevator.

“Uh… Paolo?”

“Shit.” I set the suitcases down and hurried over to the car, opening the door and untying Jelly’s blindfold. “I had to do something before I came to get you,” I lied.

“You forgot about me, didn’t you?” She grinned.

“Yeah,” I admitted.

She looked around the dimly lit garage. “Well, this is creepy. Did you bring me here to serial kill me?” She winced as soon as she said it. We’d had too much of that in West Bay to make jokes about it. “Sorry. That was in poor taste.”

I grabbed her to me and planted a kiss on her head. “Nah, it’s fine. I’m just thrilled the killer either left town or is laying low for a while.”

“Not long enough for Jack and Daisy to come back,” she said a little sadly.

“Baby, Jack’s never coming back. Even if they find the killer, he seems content to stay in the islands forever. He’s in the perfect situation for himself. He doesn’t have to be around people, he can design his games to his heart’s content, and he can talk to his family via online presentation software. Most importantly, he has Daisy. Let’s be honest, as long as has her, I don’t think he cares much about anything else. And I think she’s perfectly happy there, too.”

She nodded. “Yeah. I think you’re right. I shouldn’t be so sad. They come back fairly often to see us.” She walked around seeming to look for clues. “So… where are we?”

“Oh, right.” I laughed. “Let’s go inside.” I used the key to unlock the elevator and watched her face as we came to the ground level.

We stepped out and she gasped as she looked around. “Oh my God, it’s near where we had our first real date.” She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a kiss. My hands went to her waist. “Did you rent the cottage for the weekend?”

“No.”

She looked a little disappointed. “The night?”

“No.”

She looked confused. “A week?”

“No.”

She looked irritated. “My God, Paolo. Did you rent it by the hour and you’re about to fuck me over the back of one of those sofas?”

Damn. That sounded amazing. I had to adjustmy pants a bit at the thought. “I bought it.”

Her eyes got wide. “The cottage? You bought it?”

I nodded.

“Wasn’t this part of the Salazar’s properties?”

“Yep. I worked out a deal with Enzo.”

She looked a little wary, and I wasn’t surprised that she’d picked up on his mob boss vibes.

“So, you can come here whenever?”

“Wecan come here whenever.” I said, then I got down on one knee and pulled a distinctive blue ring box from my pants.