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favorite places on our walk to the hotel.
    “I have to say, Amsterdam is even more beautiful than I imagined.” I glanced her way, and she gave me a satisfied smile.
    “Agreed. I feel the same way about it. I do love Amsterdam more than I ever thought I would. That’s why I decided to stay.”
    “Why did you move here anyway? I hardly had any time to ask you any questions last time I saw you.”
    She laughed and rocked her head backward. Her eyes were full of amusement, and she seemed ready to call me out. I hadn’t really tried to have a conversation with her at all that night, and I did not regret it. We were busy with more pressing matters, and I wasn’t usually one to ask questions, but now that circumstances brought us together again, I was curious.
    “You want to know why I moved here? Uh, it’s a long, boring story. You don’t want to listen to it,” she said in a confident tone.
    “Did it have to do with a job offer? Or a man? ”
    She flinched and then tried to act like what I’d said didn’t bother her, but I saw the look in her eyes. There was definitely a story she didn’t want to share. Well, I couldn’t blame her. I had one, too.
    “Ha ha. Definitely not a man. I moved here for a job. I wanted to travel, see the world. Working here in the Netherlands has allowed me to see so many places. I know if I were still in the US I’d be slammed with work and just be dreaming about it. I worked for a law firm here in Amsterdam for several years until I decided to open my own. It’s fun, and I love the fact I can be more independent, but it’s also a lot more work. I like what I do, but it’s not what I had imagined doing when I studied to become an attorney.”
    “What did you want to do?”
    “I wanted to do international law in Washington. I know, I know, getting people out of jail for drug charges is far from that.”
    “Well, you got the international part of it down though.”
    She laughed and shook her head. “It’s not quite the same.”
    “Why didn’t you stick to your plan? Sounds like a pretty good one to me.”
    “Plans change. Dreams change.” She shrugged, the tone of her voice resigned. She exhaled and avoided my gaze, suddenly shy. This was a woman who had fire in her veins, but there was something about her past that was difficult to talk about, that made her sound like a completely different person.
    “Did you always want to be a fitness guru?” she asked with a flirty smile, her blue eyes amused. She had already recovered from her moment of weakness.
    “No.” I shook my head and laughed. “Not at all.”
    “See? Plans change. That’s why I don’t make plans any more. This isn’t the career path you had envisioned and still…look how well it turned out for you!”
    I bit my lip. I couldn’t stop looking at her features. Her eyes were stunning in the sunlight, and her curls were a Titian red with natural blonde highlights. I loved the way her hair bounced as we walked. A light summer breeze blew her hair back and left her neck exposed. I couldn’t even look at her skin without wanting to kiss her. Her profile was lovely, and the curve of her lips reminded me of the way they felt when she kissed me. Why was I so attracted to her? It was always about the next conquest for me. I had no desire to be intimate with the same person more than once. I didn’t want to get close to anyone, but I had just been around Ally for less than an hour and all I could think about was trying to make her mine again. Sure, she was gorgeous, but I felt like there was more to it. Was I attracted to her because she wasn’t all over me like everyone else? Was it because she was acting like nothing had happened between us? The words had been burning in my throat for a while, and although I knew it was a bad idea, I couldn’t hold them back any more.
    “I couldn’t help but notice you haven’t mentioned our sleepover at all,” I blurted out, despite my better judgement.
    The corner of her