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employed so many SAs.
    On the left side of the dock, were the boats going to and from the Bahamas. Since it was Sunday, the dock was crowded with people headed to the airport. On the right side, was a beautiful ocean view and “photo opportunities.”
    Sean checked the right and Matt checked the left. All was well.
    “Let’s do a beach check,” said Matt. “Then it’s lunch time.”
    They parted at the end of the pier. Once again, Sean went right and Matt went left.
    His thoughts returned to Glenna.
    Damn it.
     
    G LENNA FELT THE cold slap of water against her feet. She dug her toes into the sand and looked across the blue water. Sometimes, looking at the ocean made her feel small. But today, she felt as though she was part of something bigger than she comprehend. A cog in the wheel of life.
    She splashed into the water, walking until her toes barely touched the sand. She was determined to finish her vacation. Sean was a good lesson for her. He’d taught about risk.
    So busy was she thinking about the handsome Irishman, she didn’t prepare for the huge wave rolling toward her. It slammed into her and she tumbled into the water. She couldn’t figure out up from down. She tried to swim, but couldn’t wrest herself from the swirling water.
    Then she felt someone grab her arms and drag her toward light, toward air. She burst from the water and gulped in oxygen. Her rescuer held onto her waist as he swam toward the shore.
    When they reached the beach, she coughed up water, spitting the salty liquid into the sand. Finally able to sit up, she found herself looking into the green eyes of Sean O’Malley.
    “Are you all right, darlin’?”
    She nodded. Her gaze dipped to his black T-shirt. On the right side of the shirt was stitched O’Malley and underneath some sort of symbol with an “SA” inside it. She’d seen that symbol in the paperwork she’d signed.
    “You’re not a Fantasy Date?”
    Sean shook his head. “I’m a Safety Agent.”
    “Why were you in the room with all the others? As a joke?”
    “The co-workers who locked me in there thought it was.” Sean pushed her wet hair from her face then plucked a piece of seaweed from it.
    She pushed his hand away. “I don’t understand.”
    “Joanne asked me for a favor. She said you picked me.” He smiled. “I didn’t want to disappoint you.”
    “Or you wanted to get laid.”
    “I won’t deny it. What about you, Glenna? Did you get what you wanted?”
    Her anger turned to ashes. How could she be mad at him? She’d paid outrageously for the privilege of dating the perfect man. Instead, she’d gotten the imperfect one. “I wanted romance and you gave me reality. You showed me passion. You made me want to fall in love.”
    Sean’s gaze filled with tenderness. He took her hand and kissed her knuckles. “Stay.”
    “My bookstore—”
    “I’m better than any book, darlin’.” He dropped her hand and cupped her face. “Stay. Please. ”
    Glenna looked into his eyes and saw that he wanted her. Maybe for a while. Maybe forever. “Okay,” she said. “Let’s go make some mistakes.”

Pirate in My Pants
     
    Chapter 1
     
    “THIS IS JANEY’S idea of research?” asked Lissa McClaskey as she examined the lobby of the Port Royal Inn.
    Made to look like the innards of a pirate vessel, the walls were ribbed dark wood, polished to a high shine. Hanging big and bright above them was a chandelier—something not usually found in the bowels of a swashbuckler’s ship. Neither were the white-marble floors, the cozy arrangements of leather sofas and chairs, and the abundance of potted palms. Still, she had to admit the ambience was very pirate-like.
    Her temporary assistant, Sam Tremont, grinned boyishly. He was her younger sister’s best friend. Her sis had developed a bad cold and copped out on the trip she had booked.
    Janey had been her assistant since they played secretary-and-famous-writer (Lissa’s favorite game) as kids. Janey had been a