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“This is our room?” Cade asked from over her shoulder.

Abby could only nod as her eyes traveled to the patio doors which led to their own private pool area. She made her way across the suite, her heeled sandals clicking on the tile.

The oval pool was large enough to swim and frolic in, but still intimate enough for the honeymooners who would occupy this suite. Surrounding the water were lush, tropical plants. The variegated shades of greenery provided privacy from outsiders, but was still low enough so Abby could see the beach and ocean beyond.

Oh, God. This was her room. Cade could take the other one. Of course, she wouldn’t complain if he wanted to share all the amenities with her in this room and they could forget about the other one.

“There must be some mistake.”

Abby turned to see Cade taking in all the romantic touches. Besides the rose petals and foaming bubble bath already drawn, there were towels folded into two swans kissing each other on the bed and a bucket of champagne chilling next to the nightstand.

Oh boy. Abby resisted the urge to fan herself. This was going to get interesting.

“No mistake,” she informed him, slipping out of her sandals. “I booked the honeymoon suite. How else am I going to know what is best for you and your lucky bride?”

He turned, his eyes roaming down to her bare toes and back up her bare legs. Suddenly the casual khaki shorts and sleeveless button-up shirt seemed too skimpy.

“You requested this room?” he asked in a thick voice.

“Yes.” Gathering up courage, she took a step for ward. “Do you think you’d want something like this for your honeymoon? I asked for the works, but you could always tone it down if all the fuss is too much.”

His eyes never left hers. “No, it’s perfect.”

Her body heated all over again. How was it she’d been in love with him before, but all of a sudden she felt even more? What emotion was beyond love?

The way he kept looking at her made her so aware of the dangerous ground she was treading. But when he let his businessman guard down and became just man, he made her feel so feminine, so sexy. And he did it with just one look.

The look he was giving her now.

“I have a surprise for us later,” she told him. “I hope you like it.”

His eyes darted to the bed. “I’m sure I will.”

Her emotions were torn. On one hand she was elated that he was seeing her in a different light. On the other, well, she didn’t want him to think that this was just sexual attraction.

“Are we both sleeping…”

His voice trailed off as his eyes stayed on the bed. The way it was secluded from the rest of the room with all that sheer material almost made it like an oasis.

“I have another room booked.”

He smiled as his eyes came back to her. “Did the clerk laugh at you when you checked in?”

A laugh escaped her, easing some of the tension she’d been feeling since that double door closed behind Cade. “A little. I just told him it was in case we have a tiff.”

Cade shook his head and laughed. She didn’t hear him laugh often, but when she did, it always amazed her at how rich, how natural it seemed.

“You don’t do that enough,” she told him before she could think better of her actions.

“What’s that?”

“Laugh.”

His face sobered a little. “No, I guess I don’t. But lately, with you, I seem to be doing more and more.”

She’d take that small victory.

A knock on the door kept her from celebrating too long.

“I’ll get it,” she said and rushed past him.

As soon as she opened the doors, two women with folding massage tables and a tote bag full of who-knows-what entered the room.

“What’s this?” Cade asked.

Abby closed the door and turned. “Surprise. We’re getting a massage.”

He quirked a brow, ignoring the women who were already setting the tables up by the patio doors. “Really?”

“Yes. We can relax for a few minutes so we’re rejuvenated to tackle business while we’re here. I’ll go change,” she told him before he could change his mind…or hers.

She slipped into the bathroom and shed her clothes, donning the thick white terry cloth robe compliments of the resort. There was no way she could not get turned on during this massage. Knowing they were in the same room, naked, with only a thin coating of massage oil and a towel providing a shield.

Oh, and the two strange women.

She only hoped this would make Cade a little uneasy, as well. Yes, she wanted him off balance. He walked the straight and narrow too often, and she wanted to show him what it was like to let go every now and then.

The wedding, for example. He was only going to follow through on that preposterous plan because he thought it was the “right” thing to do. Now, if he and Mona were actually in love, Abby wouldn’t do a thing to stop them, but she knew they weren’t. The man hadn’t even seen her engagement ring, for crying out loud.

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