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“That’s a little more pressure than I’m comfortable with.”

She laughed. “Okay then,” she said. “Forget that. Don’t you want him to eat his heart out? Think of it as revenge for not remembering that kiss.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “And how do you plan to get him to eat his heart out?”

“If you haven’t already noticed, I’m very popular with the guests here,” she said proudly. “Particularly the male guests.”

I smiled. “I’ve noticed.”

“Have you eaten at Pepe Albero yet?”

“Not yet,” I answered. “I’ve been trying out the other restaurants.”

“Well, Tristan eats dinner every night at Albero,” Alani informed me. “He has a standing table that’s reserved for him. I suggest you start eating dinner there, too.”

“He might feel obligated to ask me to join him,” I said. “But I doubt I would want that.”

“He won’t get a chance to ask you to join him,” Alani said slyly. “Because you’re going to be having dinner with someone.”

I raised my eyebrows. “Who?”

“A different guy…every night.”

I stared at her for a second before I burst out laughing. “This is Hawaii,” I reminded her. “I don’t know anyone here; how am I su

pposed to get a different date every night?”

“You may not know anyone here, but I do,” she pointed out. “Leave the men up to me. Your only job is to turn up at Albero every night looking stunning.”

“Who are these men you plan to rustle up for me?” I asked curiously.

“I’m in the hospitality industry,” she said. “All my friends manage fancy resorts, hotels, and restaurants in and around the island. I know lots of wealthy men who vacation here every year. They’ll be happy to do me a favor, especially if it includes dinner with a beautiful woman.”

“I… This plan is…”

“Diabolical? Brilliant?”

“Crazy,” I corrected. “The word I was going to use was crazy.”

She laughed. “Men want what other men have,” she said confidently. “You need to shove that little truth in Tristan’s face. He has to learn that he can’t just brush you off like you’re his plaything. We’re going to make him regret the day he ever turned you down.”

I bit my lip and considered Alani’s proposal. It sounded insane, but at the same time, I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my body. It would be nice to show Tristan what he was missing. It would be nice to see him eat his heart out.

“Well?” she pressed. “Are we doing this or not?”

“Uh… I don’t know,” I said.

“Come on, Molly,” she encouraged. “Why should you sit here feeling forlorn, when you could be enjoying yourself?”

Slowly, I felt a smile slip onto my face. I pushed away my doubts and nodded once. “Okay,” I agreed. “Let’s do this.”

“Excellent,” Alani said emphatically. “Operation Eat Your Heart Out is underway.”

Chapter Seven

Tristan

Ben was standing in front of my desk with his clipboard in hand. “We still haven’t gone over the overheads,” he reminded me.

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