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stand in your bed.”
    Moving close, he gave her a sexy smile. “There are a couple of things wrong with your assumptions. First of all, if I wanted you to go, I would’ve seen you out the door last night. Second, I’m kind of over sleeping around simply to get off, and I was hoping you got that message yesterday. I want to spend more time with you.”
    “I’d like that very much.”
    Looking pleased, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her lips. “Fantastic. What do you say we get out of here for a while and go on an excursion?”
    “You mean off the resort?”
    “Why not? The scenery is gorgeous, and there’s a market not far away. There are shops if you want to pick up gifts, and some restaurants we can choose from to eat lunch.”
    “You’ve thought of everything, haven’t you?” she teased.
    “I did my best.”
    “Well, I would like to get my mother something, and lunch with a handsome man is always a great idea.”
    With the awkwardness of the morning after put behind them, they set off in a car Joaquin had rented for the sole purpose of chauffeuring them around. It wasn’t fancy, nothing like a limo or even a luxury car, but the vehicle with its driver was theirs.
    The burly man from this morning was riding shotgun.
    “And what’s your name?” Anna inquired cheerfully as they climbed inside the car. “Rib Eye?”
    “Huh?” The bodyguard squinted at her over his shoulder.
    Joaquin laughed. “Anna, this is Henry. Henry, Anna.”
    “Nice to meet you.”
    Her smile was rewarded with a grudging greeting. “Yeah, you too.” With a grunt, he turned back around.
    So much for a sense of humor. She glanced at her date, and he shrugged.
    “My men are rather intense. Job hazard.”
    “You don’t say?”
    Anna quickly immersed herself in having fun with the man beside her. He was a good companion, entertaining her with stories of running his casinos and of all the stupid stuff people tried to get away with while gambling. Some were funny, like hearing about patrons who went through all sorts of superstitious rituals each time they sat at a machine. They’d do everything from rubbing it like a genie lamp to blessing it while holding a cross. As if any of that would do any good, because, he explained, every machine is preprogrammed far in advance to pay out certain combinations in an exact order, making it truly the luck of the draw for whomever sits down to play.
    Other stories were more serious, like patrons being robbed for their winnings, though that was rare thanks to surveillance and security. For sure, Joaquin was in an interesting business with never a dull moment.
    Soon they were in the quaint, pretty town a few miles outside of their resort. Their driver parked next to the market, and they got out of the car, ready to explore.
    There were stands with all sorts of fruits and vegetables. Meat on a stick, fish, and sweets. Not so different from a state fair back home, with all of the smells mingling together to make one scent that was equal parts yummy and gross.
    As they left the market and ventured toward some shops down the street, Anna was aware they weren’t alone. Henry wasn’t far behind. That was a comfort, too, especially when she spotted what she thought to be a familiar face in the crowd. She must’ve faltered in her step, because Joaquin squeezed her hand.
    “Something wrong?”
    “What? No. I thought I saw someone I recognized.”
    “Who?”
    “That man standing by those melons back there.” She nodded slightly in the man’s direction. “I could have sworn that man was sweeping the path outside your room this morning.”
    Alarm darkened his expression. “Hang on.”
    Joaquin went to Henry, and the two of them spoke in hushed tones. Henry nodded, but remained behind them. “I told Henry what you said, and he agreed. He saw the groundskeeper, too, and that
is
the same man. He’ll look into it when we get back”
    “All right. At least I know I’m not going