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even talk about?”
    “I want to hear your story,” he said. “I know you have one, everybody does. Someone like you, a girl who can out-ride and out-wrench most men, probably has some doozies.”
    She just frowned at him, as if she didn’t believe he wasn’t patronizing her. Evan sighed. “You did say ‘anything’,” he reminded her.
    “I did, didn’t I?” Her mouth twisted in thought, then tipped up into a smile. “And I do have some good stories.”
    “Perfect, then it’s a date.” He stood up, body stiff. “Maybe tomorrow night? I may be poor company tonight.”
    She winced in sympathy, but before she could speak Evan held up a hand. “And no more apologies, I’ll count us even.”
    She grinned at this. “Fine, tomorrow night.”
    He was whistling by the time he made it back to the lobby when he spotted Jeremiah and Preston nearby at the bar. Evan thought about leaving them alone, but he was in a good mood that even the Maashole couldn’t ruin. “How did your day go?” he said, pulling up a stool beside Jeremiah.
    Preston didn’t look pleased to see Evan, but Jeremiah spoke up. “We had an aerial tour of the island. Fascinating place.”
    “Yes, it is. I got to see a bit of it myself as well.” He flagged down the bartender. “Drinks for my friends here,” he said, then winced as his shoulder cramped.
    “You all right?”
    Evan flashed his boss a pained smile. “Rode dirt bikes through the jungle today. Had a bit of a get-off that I’m still feeling.”
    “You don’t look like the dirt bike type to me,” Preston said in a snide voice, his gaze burning holes in Evan’s direction.
    “I’m a man of many talents, what can I say.” He ignored the Maashole, focusing his satisfied grin on Jeremiah. “I can’t complain really, it got me a date with the lady I rode with, so I count it as a win.”
    Jeremiah returned the grin, an expression from the stoic man that surprised Evan. “Impressive.”
    “If it’s all the same with you, gentlemen, I’ll leave you to your business.” Evan’s eyes bored into Preston. “I’m going to go see what massage packages are at the spa.”
    “They’re well worth the visit.”
    Evan looked at Jeremiah’s satisfied face. “You and the missus have already gone, I take it?”
    “Perhaps we should all go,” Preston said, and Evan just stared at him. Seriously?
    “I don’t think so,” Jeremiah said in a suddenly chill voice.
    Preston blinked, clearly nonplussed by the sudden about face in attitude from the CEO. Evan just smiled inwardly before excusing himself from that suddenly awkward conversation. Maybe Jeremiah wasn’t as fooled by the Maashole’s blatant sucking up as Evan had feared.

CHAPTER SIX
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    “S on, you need to make your move at some point this week if you don’t want to be left in the dust.”
    Evan gave the older man a sharp look. Griffin’s cheeks were already rosy, a sure sign Evan had found that the other man’s drinks were starting to affect him. The blue eyes that stared at him however were as sober as ever, and Evan sighed. “I thought we were in competition here.”
    Griffin snorted, taking the seat at the bar beside Evan. “I already know I have no chance for the position. My selection was clearly meant to placate the board, although I was personally as surprised as anyone to get that invitation.” He waggled his eyebrows and held up the drinks in each hand. “I’m not above taking full advantage of the situation though.”
    Evan shook his head, grinning. Griffin leaned against the bar. “Let me give you some advice. If you can’t go directly at your target, sometimes it’s best to take an indirect route.”
    The older man was staring at something across the room. Evan followed his gaze to see Jeremiah’s fiancé-slash-assistant sitting alone at the other end of the bar. “Ah,” he said, immediately understand what the other man meant.
    “Just don’t get too talkative, if you know