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to the deck.
    She laughed. “Gold.”
    “You got it! I smell gold in that water, Lizzie. And you know what they say?”
    “The blondes find the gold.” They said it at exactly the same time, with the same dragged-out intonation.
    She gave him an elbow. “You haven’t been blond for years, Sam. But I hope you’re right. Will Char be down in the lab later?”
    There might still be a chance to sneak in and get a picture without the big Greek breathing down her neck. Not that having him breathe down her neck would suck-just not when she was in mission mode. And her mission of the moment was to get the lab key back in Charlotte’s room.
    “Maybe,” he said. “But Flynn said he’d be leaving later this afternoon to deliver what we have in the lab to the mainland for processing. Guess who you’re scheduled to dive with this morning?”
    “You. I checked last night.”
    “Shoulda checked this morning.” They reached the deck. “Dave changed the schedule and you got the new guy. Constantine Xenakis. Have you met him yet?”
    She was diving with him ?
    “Actually…” The sound of a now familiar voice made Lizzie freeze. “We haven’t had the pleasure,” he finished.
    She turned slowly, and miraculously managed not to let out a “wow” at the sight of him. But, wow . The man was even better in daylight.
    “Hello, Constantine.” She offered a hand, and a secret smile of thanks.
    “Just Con.” He shook her hand, holding it just a little too long with a glint in his eye. “Constantine is kind of a mouthful.”
    Yeah. A mouthful of man . Shirtless, with muscles on full display from broad shoulder to broad shoulder, the top half of his wet suit open and hanging over narrow hips. He added a smile that would melt a glacier and squeezed her hand like they were just going to be the best diving buddies ever.
    “You must be Elizabeth Dare,” he said, not letting go until every possible nerve ending in her hand had been thoroughly… warmed . “I’ve heard so much about you.”
    His voice was rich with tease, their secret hanging in the air between them. If there was any air. He seemed to soak up all the air and light and space just by being there. If this really had been the first time she’d seen this dude, she’d break her “no shipboard romances” rule in a hurry.
    “You can call me Lizzie.” She managed to take her hand back, but could still feel the tingle he’d left behind. “And I don’t know what you’ve heard about me, but gossip is as plentiful as fish in these waters, so don’t waste your time believing it.”
    “I only believe what I see with my own two eyes,” he whispered, close enough to send a little shiver up her spine.
    She turned to the deck, already alive with action, the scent of seawater mixed with that of bacon and coffee floating out from the galley in the main salon. Along the starboard side, Dave Hawn flipped open the divers’ lockers, air hoses already looped over his arms.
    “Have you met our divemaster?” Sam asked Con.
    “He’s already given me an orientation. And my dive schedule.” He gave Lizzie another direct look. “Looks like we go down together this morning.”
    “Looks like it.” At least she’d have some control over what he did down there. But after last night, he’d probably stick with her like they were tethered to each other. If she found what she was looking for, it could get tricky. “But I need coffee first.”
    “Make it fast,” Dave hollered as she headed to the salon, his shoulder-length blond hair sliding over broad shoulders. “Kenny’s already blown coquina and we want to go right back to where Alita found that chain yesterday.”
    As if on cue, Alita Holloway slinked up the steps, her black hair tucked neatly into a Gold Digger baseball cap, a diving suit barely covering her voluptuous body.
    “Awful early for you, Princess,” Lizzie said, narrowing her eyes to look under the bill at the beauty-pageant face. “And with mascara and