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breeze pulled at Dani’s blond hair as she struggled with the weight.
    “When,” she said, clutching a white hat and beach bag, “are you going to fix this thing?” She held her right wrist close to her chest. Slipping through the opening, she turned to use her rear to push the beast closed. She gave a mighty shove with her ass. The door gave more than expected and she let out a short squeak as she tried to regain her balance.
    Graceful as always, Ian thought.
    “Thanks for your help last night, by the way.” Dani glared at Jared.
    Ian stifled a laugh.
    Waves of purple radiated from her arm and the left side of her face. She wore large, dark sunglasses that hid the injury to her eye, but her wrist was visibly bruised and swollen.  
    Jared rushed around the bar and gave the door a shove. “What can I say? My allergies never stop. You gotta learn not to be distracted.”
    “Hold it in next time.”
    “Sure, kid.” Jared kicked at the bottom of the door, which finally clicked shut.
    Ian was surprised by the obvious closeness of the relationship, but then he never stuck around when locals came into the bar. Until now.
    “So?” Dani said, placing her bag and hat on a bar stool not far from Ian and his EPs. “When are you going to fix that thing?”
    “Fix it? Why? Keeps the tourists down to a minimum.”
    “You own a bar on the beach. Aren’t you supposed to want tourists?”
    Jared shrugged. “I’m good with the ones I get from the hotel”—he indicated a path leading up a slight hill—“and the few wanderers.”
    Dani gazed at the beach beyond the small patio and sighed. “You do have a slice of heaven here.”
    Jared poured some nuts into a bowl and slid them across to her. “I don’t think you’ve formally met my friends here.” He indicated the team. “This is Armond, Marco and ’course you know about Ian. Guys, this here is Dani.”
    They exchanged greetings and Dani focused on Ian. “Been enjoying my fights, Mr. Cavacent?” She smiled with her striking blue eyes.
    Jared coughed loudly.
    Ian was sure the word “stalker” was buried in the cough somewhere. He decided to ease up on his usual role of arrogant millionaire. He needed to find out why she captivated him so. “Call me Ian, and yes, I have been enjoying your fights. You have an unusual technique.”
    Dani scoffed. “Lack thereof, you mean.” She removed her sunglasses and revealed a nasty gash below her left eye. Dark bruises surrounded the puffy wound.
    “Ouch.” Jared leaned in for a closer inspection. “At least you won.”
    Dani set the glasses down. “Yeah, well it’s going to be awhile before I can compete again. I figure you owe me some drinks in the meantime.”
    “Suppose that’s only fair.”
    Fascinating purple swirls worked their way up to her shoulder and out from her cheek. The color was deep and rich, meaning she was in a great deal of pain. That, or she had an unusually high tolerance for it.
    Dani dug around her bag with her left hand and pulled out an insulated Tervis cup. “Rum and coke, please.” She slid the cup over to Jared.
    “Want some ice for that wrist? And maybe your face?” he asked.
    “No, thanks.”
    Jared set her drink down while she gathered up her bag and put her sunglasses back on.
    “Why thank you kindly, sir,” she said with an exaggerated southern accent. “I always rely upon the kindness of strangers.”
    Jared bowed. “Anything for you, Miss Scarlett.”
    “Boys.” She gave a nod and headed for the path leading to the hotel pool.
    Ian waited until she was out of earshot. “She moves like a cat.”
    The men watched as she tripped and sloshed her drink onto the path.
    “A clumsy cat,” Marco said, finishing his beer. “That’s it for me. I can’t take this humidity. I’ll check in with you later, boss.” He stood. “Thanks, Jared.”
    “I too, have had enough of this damp climate of yours.” Armond said, getting to his feet. “I’ll report in this evening.” He