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We go to bed, where he makes sweet, slow love to me. I am unaware of when we drift off, but we eventually sleep soundly in each other's arms.

We don’t wake to alarms. We wake to the sun streaming through the large picture windows overlooking the beach below. Jack greets me with a kiss.

“Let’s go sailing,” he whispers.

Chapter 15

Jack

Idecided that the perfect car to travel to my boat is my ’65 Karmann Ghia convertible. With a day as beautiful as today, I put the top down.

Call it wishful thinking, but I thought it would be fine if Brynne wore the same dress from the night before, but she doesn’t see things my way. She wants to drive to Dove Point, pick up a fresh outfit, and backtrack to Marina Del Rey. Instead, to save time, I tell her to pick something from one of the local shops online, and I will have my shopper get it. Less than a half hour later, Brynne is dressed and ready to go.

“I didn’t know the store did this,” she says, examining the contents of the bag my shopper delivers.

“Well, the store usually doesn’t,” I explain. “That woman who delivered the order is my employee.”

“Ah,” she says with an air of disapproval. “Yep, well, this is what I asked for. I’ll go put it on.”

It might be my imagination. But there’s a weird vibe that settles in. I could swear she holds my wealth against me. At least, I think she does. It’s the same sense I get from Todd. I guess Iwill put that on a list of things we need to clear the air about. I am richer than rich, and I’m not about to apologize. I’ve earned everything I have.

Brynne disappears into the bathroom and appears wearing white Guess shorts and a denim blue eyelet lace top that ties at the midriff. She has a pair of white Keds on her feet after I made her change from non-boat-safe open-toed sandals. Last but not least is a pair of oval lensed Ray Bans. She looks like a movie queen.

“You look adorable,” I say. “which is no surprise. So, there’s no un-creepy way of saying this, but I have a cache of women’s bathing suits. I have that same employee stock them for impromptu parties. Men and women, just FYI.”

“You can take your pick. She’s young and has good taste so you should be able to find something you like. They’re all clean. Some of them have never been worn.”

Brynne smiles and lays a sizzling kiss on my lips. “No need. I never travel anywhere without a bathing suit in my purse. They’re tiny and don’t take up much room. I never know when I might have a half hour between jobs to take a dip in the ocean. Better to be prepared than to drive back to the inn for a suit.”

“You like dressing me, don’t you?” she murmurs playfully.

“I like doing a lot of things to you,” I grin. “I admit that freely. So, speaking of stuff I should know... Are you a breakfast person?”

“I am a coffee person,” she laughs. “And of all the things this place has, it doesn’t have that.”

“Yeah, I have a person who does all that for me, but today is his day off,” I say. “It’s Sunday.”

“So, you abstain from coffee on Sundays?” she asks.

“I am sorry I dropped the ball,” I said as I stroked her hair. “I wanted to save it for the boat. But let’s get some to go.”

“Why don’t you have your shopper deliver it to the boat?” she teases.

“I will,” I say. “Just because you are a smart ass.”

I reach down and pinch her rump. She squeals.

“Let’s get to the car while we still can,” I say.

The Karmann Ghia is in the driveway waiting for us. I am a bit embarrassed that the one thing my house employee did for me on his day off was to move the car out and put the top down for us.

“I gotta start doing more things for myself,” I say under my breath.

Brynne smiles. She heard every word.

“Yes,” she says. “You do.”

Before I start the car, I again have the feeling of being watched. I had it last night while she and I were on the chaise and in the pool. I chalked it up to nerves then, but I am not nervous now. Brynne doesn’t seem to experience it, so maybe I am just being paranoid.

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