before turning on the light.
The note was from Jean. Caitlin quickly scanned it, unable to believe what she read.
Good grief, would the man never give up? She’d tried to tell him she wasn’t interested, but the amorous Frenchman had misunderstood her. He probably thought she was playing hard to get or something. Shaking her head at Jean’s persistence, Caitlin tore up the letter and threw it in the wastebasket. The Frenchman wasn’t someone she wanted to think about now.
Instead, as she stripped off her dress and slipped her cotton nightshirt over her head, Caitlin thought about Bryce and then about Babs, who’d seemed to like him also. Too bad he didn’t have a friend for Babs…
Suddenly Caitlin remembered the yacht. Maybe there were one or two gorgeous men from the boat at the Beach Bar. Should she wake Babs and tell her to go down and find out? Then, remembering how long it took her friend to get ready, Caitlin decided against doing so. By the time Babs got herself together, the bar would be closed.
Before going back into the bedroom, Caitlin turned off the bathroom light so she wouldn’t bother Babs. Not that her friend would notice, since she wore one of those crazy sleeping masks. But before she slipped into her bed, Caitlin couldn’t resist parting the lowered blinds and peeking out the window for one more look at the gorgeous Caribbean moon. Nor could she resist thinking about the most spectacular kiss she’d ever experienced.
There was no doubt about it: She was still drunk on moonlight.
Chapter Three
Luckily moonlight never caused a hangover.
Early the next morning, as golden sunlight seeped through the narrow slats of the louvered wooden blinds, Caitlin awoke feeling clear-eyed and absolutely wonderful. Taking a few minutes to stretch first, she threw back her covers and jumped out of bed to face the new day.
Searching her wardrobe for something pretty, Caitlin grabbed a pastel-striped skirt with a matching blouse and hastened to the bathroom to wash and dress. Still half dreaming, she didn’t know exactly what she was preparing for, but she was certain it would be exciting. Outside the bungalow, a wonderful world awaited her, a world with fresh air, adventure, enticing waters, caressing sunlight…and a green-eyed lover.
Green-eyed lover?
Startled, Caitlin paused in her search for the toothpaste among Babs’s collection of jars and bottles on the bathroom vanity. Up to this moment she hadn’t formed concrete thoughts of Bryce, but the unconscious feelings evoked by last night’s tryst beneath the stars must have been spurring her on.
Had it all really happened? she wondered, touching her lips with an exploring finger. Had he kissed her beneath the full tropical moon, holding her so closely and passionately that she’d almost taken leave of her senses? Had he been truthful when he’d told her he was coming back to see her? Did a handsome man like Bryce actually desire plain, shy Caitlin O’Connor?
Censuring her uncomfortable doubts while she brushed her teeth, Caitlin forced herself to think positively. Surely Bryce would come back, wouldn’t he? Last night he’d seemed to like everything she’d said and done.
It had been so exciting, Caitlin longed to tell Babs all about it. But would her friend be ready to listen? Suddenly feeling a little ashamed, Caitlin realized that she’d been out getting riotously drunk on moonlight and kisses while Babs had been all alone. Her roommate had probably retired early, right after completing her lengthy evening beauty routine.
Poor Babs! Trying to think of ways to cheer her up, Caitlin decided that the two could spend the day together, maybe even take a boat over to Harmony for a few hours to look around and shop for new clothes.
And they might even run into Bryce there. Feeling a little thrill of excitement climb up her spine, Caitlin smiled.
“Barbara Lee Gordon,” she called loudly, opening the door of the bathroom. No matter what time