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“For you it’s not much, but I’d be trying to bring this entire thing together in what, a matter of weeks…I don’t know…it sounds like…I usually need…”

“You can do this. If I didn’t think you could, I wouldn’t have recommended you.” He opened his computer and clicked on the resort’s website.

“Is this supposed to entice me?” He watched her face as he clicked through the pictures. “It’s beautiful, but…”

“What’s wrong?”

“This is a big deal. I was working my way up to two weeks alone with you in Mexico, now you’re talking about two weeks on a very romantic remote island.”

“A working vacation.”

“Huh, yeah, a working vacation…in the Maldives. I don’t know if I can do that.”

“What do you mean?”

“Two weeks, with you, alone.”

“If we go to Mexico we’ll be alone.”

“Not really, there’ll be a lot more people there.”

“You don’t trust yourself to be alone with me?”

She pecked him on the lips. “When I was with Eric, towards the end, I would fantasize about you.”

“Oh.”

“That’s how I was able to deal with having sex with him.”

“I’ll tell him you’re not available and get someone else.”

“No, don’t do that. I want to go on vacation with you and I love working with you. It’s just, if we take this job, I really need to be in a separate bungalow,” she threw her hand in the wind, “way on the far end of the resort.” He laughed. “I’m glad you find my honesty funny.”

“Baby, there’s no way I could share a bungalow with you. I don’t care how big it is. I’m not dead.” They both laughed. “I know we spend a lot of time together, but I agree, sharing a bungalow would be bad. If we do this, the same rules would apply, separate rooms or in this case, separate bungalows. It’ll be fun. We’ll work during the day and hang out at night.”

“So where’s the vacation part? What about spa time and hanging out on the beach?”

“About that.”

“What? Don’t tell me we won’t have time to hang out at the beach.”

“No, there’ll be time for that.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Uhm, have you gone shopping?”

“Shopping…what are you talking about?”

He stood up and looked at her smiling. “You look pretty.”

She looked at him smiling. “I was thinking we probably need to establish a dress code. I mean, I don’t know about you, but I’m not ready to spend two weeks with you in a Speedo,” she confessed. “Is that all right with you?”

“God, yes.” He smiled.

She cupped his face and kissed him. “Don’t worry, I bought a few modest one piece suits.”

“Thank you.”

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