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She studied the ocean, the wind wiping her hair from under the hood of the poncho. “What if we use disguises?”
“What do you mean?”
“To get fuel, or maybe even to get off the island. What if we dressed like a couple honeymooning from another country? Or maybe I could disguise myself as a man. They’ll be looking for a woman.”
“They know a highly trained team got you off that boat. If they see three men, they’ll look twice at us.”
“It could work. We could get some markers and some white t-shirts or tank tops and draw big hearts on them and write just married. I could bleach my hair or cut it off—”
“You’re not cutting your hair. We lay low until Chris finds a way.”
“I’m just saying we may run out of time. If there’s no power or fuel for the generator, how long can we last? I mean, sure we can use candles but with no refrigeration?”
“Then we get some bread and PB&J.” He kissed her. “Let me worry about it, okay?”
“Okay. I mean, it’s not that I don’t trust you to take care of me. I do. I was just brainstorming.”
“I’ve got a confession,” he said, pulling her to a stop and bringing his hood to hers.
She giggled. “Oh, really? What’s that?”
He took her mouth in a passionate kiss, then pulled back. “I’m pretty sure that deal we made is out the window.”
“Deal?”
“One night of sex to get it out of our system.”
“Well, technically, we already broke that this morning.”
“No way. That was still within a twenty-four-hour period. That’s within the parameters of the agreement.”
She laughed. “So literal. You sound like a lawyer.”
He grinned. “Just arguing my case, ma’am.”
“Okay, I’ll give you that one.”
He pulled her hips against his. “I’d like to amend the agreement.”
“How so?”
“I propose we extend the time period to while we’re on the island. It only makes sense.”
“It does?”
“Of course. We’re in a gorgeous estate with time on our hands for now. Why waste it?”
She pulled her lips to the side and tilted her head, as if considering the proposal. “It’s a valid argument. I suppose it only makes sense.”
He wrapped his arms around her thighs and lifted her up with a toss. She laughed and clutched at him. “Negotiation, baby. It’s the key to everything.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Stan pulled into the gas station just down the hill from the estate.
“Guess everyone had the same idea.” He slowed to a stop behind a line of cars waiting for an open pump.
One by one, the cars moved through the pumps until it was their turn to pull forward.
