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As they left the theater, Hayden opened the door for her. “You look like you’re doing better.”

Of course, Hayden would be able to read her mind. “Is it that obvious?” she asked, sliding her sunglasses back on, even though it was still overcast. At least it wasn’t raining anymore.

“Kind of.” He gave her a probing glance. “Anything you want to talk about?”

They started down the sidewalk along the strip. Restaurants and shops lined the street between the theater and their resort. The area was well-maintained and had a quaint feeling to it. She shoved her hands in the pockets of his sweats and mulled over his question. “I don’t know.”

He held up a hand. “You don’t have to. I didn’t mean to pry.”

Her heart melted. That was so like him. He was always thinking of her. Trying to be courteous, but at the same time letting her know he was there for her. “You’re not prying. I just want to forget about it for a while.”

“All right.”

She grabbed his hand, suddenly feeling a bit flirty. The contact with his skin warmed her, sending energy through her. “Let’s ignore life right now and have some more fun.”

He grinned, which made him look sexy. “All right. What do you have in mind?”

Excitement zinged through her. This felt like old times, when she and Hayden would spend the day together, just having fun. She glanced down the strip and spotted a sign that read, Three Hour Fishing Tours. Perfect. They could spend time together, just the two of them. “Let’s go fishing.”

“Fishing?” He looked surprised. “You don’t seem like the type.”

“I’ve never done it before. Let’s try. I’m in the mood to do something different.”

He stared up at the dark clouds. “What if it starts to rain again?”

“I had a nanny growing up who would say, ‘You’re not made of sugar. You won’t melt if you get wet.’ And then she’d take me outside to play in the rain.” Lana laughed. “I haven’t thought about her for a long time.”

Hayden cast a glance at her, and she couldn’t quite tell what he was thinking. “Okay. Let’s go fishing. But I have to admit, I’m a bit nervous about the three-hour tour.”

“Why?”

“Because. It’s a three-hour tour.” He emphasized the time, like she should know what it meant.

“I don’t get it.”

He gaped at her. “Really?Gilligan’s Island? You’ve never watched that?”

She shook her head. “No.”

“Oh, man. You’re killing me.” He put his arm around her as they headed toward the dock. She liked the way it felt. Easy. Comfortable. Like they’d never had any time apart. It was getting harder to remember why she’d wanted to stay away from Hayden.

They approached a small building on the dock. A man greeted them at the window. “Hello.”

“Are you doing fishing tours today?” Hayden asked.

“We sure are.”

“Do we need our own gear?”

“Nope,” the man said, scratching his shoulder. “We provide everything. Are you two beginners?”

Hayden chuckled. “You could say that. This would be our first time.”

The man’s grin widened. “That’s fine. John can take you to the best fishing spot.” He pointed to the man behind him. “He’ll get you set up.”

Hayden paid for the tour, and John came out of the shack with a couple of fishing poles and a tackle box. He was a tall man, and he reminded Lana of a young Liam Neeson, with a kind smile. He led them to a fishing boat that looked like it couldn’t hold more than five people. “I’ll help you on,” he said as he held out his hand.

Lana climbed on board first, and Hayden joined her. After everyone put on life jackets, John untied the boat from the dock, brought the rope in, and turned on the motor. Lana held onto her seat as the boat rumbled to life.

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