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“It really is beautiful,” I said.
“It is.” Beck’s voice was soft, but I caught a touch of something in it. So I looked up to figure out what it was and found him looking at me inthatway. He hadn’t been talking about the island.
“How about if we make peace for the evening?” I suggested. “A truce, perhaps. No arguing.”
“What fun will that be?”
I extended my hand. “Are you up for the challenge?”
Beck took my hand, but brought it to his lips with a smirk and kissed the top. The warmth of his lips spread through me.
“Sure.” He winked. “There’s more than one way to skin a cat.”
“You won’t be skinning anything, trust me.”
His grin widened. “I love a challenge.”
The waiter came back and opened our wine. After a taste, he filled our glasses and departed. Beck looked over the candle at me while he rubbed his bottom lip with his thumb—something I’d noticed he did often.
“What are you pondering?” I asked.
“Who says I’m pondering? Maybe I’m just quietly enjoying the company.”
I pointed to his hand, which was now on his wine glass. “You rub your mouth with your finger when you’re debating asking something. You’re not exactly a hard read.”
“I suppose that’s because I don’t usually find it necessary to hide what’s on my mind.”
“So?” I held my hand out, palm up. “Spill then. Why start now?”
“I was trying to keep within your pact to not argue.”
“Oh…” I nodded. “So whatever you’re thinking is going to piss me off?”
He shook his head. “I’m still trying to figure out why you’re taking this trip.”
I rolled my eyes. “Again with that?”
“There has to be fifty years between you. Even you have to see that it’s an unusual pairing.”
“Forty-nine, and I wasn’t aware of an age limit on friendships. Besides, you act like I’m doing your grandmother a favor by traveling with her, like she needs a chaperone or something,”
“Shedidget arrested just two days ago…”
“Whatever. She doesn’t need a chaperone, and some days I think she’s the one doingmea favor. Not the other way around. Some of the things we’re doing together are things I want to do, you know.”
“Like what?”
“Well, for example, we’re here in the Bahamas because I want to go to Exuma. We were supposed to be spending a few nights on this island to gamble a little and have some fun, and then we were going to take a boat over to another island this morning.”
“To do what?”
“To see my father.”
“He’s on vacation there?”
I shook my head. “He lives there. He owns a small hotel in Georgetown. I’ve never met him before.”
Beck’s brows puckered. “What do you mean, you’ve never met him?”
