amazing it was that her best friend could be so incredibly intelligent about some things, but so clueless about others.
“First of all, he’s not my boyfriend. And second, every time you bring up how rich he is, you really embarrass him.” When Krista opened her mouth to protest, Angelina smacked her on the arm.
“What if every person who met you commented on your big breasts?”
Krista grinned wickedly. “They usually do.”
Angelina was more than a little exasperated by this point. “You know what I mean. And by the way, I think you should know you’ve got it all wrong. You’re making your moves on the wrong guy.”
Krista looked confused. “What? You don’t think James and I are perfect for each other? Our kids would be absolutely adorable, you know.”
“Try your look-how-shallow-I-am act on someone else. I’m not saying he wouldn’t be fine for a night—”
“Or two. Or three.”
“Fine, give the guy a whole week. That’s not the point. All I’m saying is that I think you should consider Derek.”
“He’s not my type.”
“He could be.”
Before her friend could reply, Will called up to them from the deck below. “Anyone up for a ride to the beach in the dinghy, or some kayaks?”
Krista hopped up with a defiant look stamped across her features. Leaning over the rail just enough to give everyone below a clear view of her ample cleavage, she said, “James, what were you planning on doing?”
“The double kayak,” he replied in a bored tone.
“That sounds perfect,” she said, pretending not to hear Angelina’s snort of disapproval as she climbed back down to the lower deck and disappeared to help untie the kayak.
Angelina followed down the ladder after her and joined Will and Derek by the dinghy. Derek offered, “Why don’t the two of you take the dinghy to the island? I’ll just hang out on the boat and get some sun.”
“I’ve got a better idea,” replied Angelina. “Let’s all three of us hike the Island loop trail.”
Within a few minutes they had rowed the small boat to shore and were on the trail, laughing and talking. Derek was a great companion, just as Angelina had suspected. He was funny, smart, and athletic. It was too bad Krista was going to miss out on a great guy just because she was too stubborn to open her eyes.
And if the thought crept into her mind that she herself was being a tad stubborn about a certain client of hers, she steadfastly ignored it.
* * *
As Angelina led the way on the trail, Will couldn’t help but notice, yet again, what a beautiful figure she had. He checked to make sure that his friend Derek wasn’t also admiring it—not that he would blame him if he was—but frankly, he was feeling increasingly proprietary about Angelina.
“Krista is focused on getting attention. Trust me, if you don’t give her any, she’ll be begging for it.”
Will tuned back in to the conversation Angelina and his friend were having. “What are you two talking about?”
She turned toward Will with a devilish gleam in her eyes. “We’re working out a plan so that Derek can make Krista crazy for him.”
Derek looked momentarily uncomfortable before he shrugged and said, “Seems like a good idea to me.”
Will laughed. “Okay, let’s hear the rest of the plan. First you ignore her until she’s—how did you put it, Angelina? Begging for it?”
Angelina chuckled. “Exactly. Now don’t get me wrong. I love Krista dearly, but this time, she has definitely gotten in the kayak with the wrong man.”
“They looked pretty perfect together to me,” muttered Derek.
Angelina patted his arm. “Appearances can be deceiving. Trust me, they’re all wrong for each other. So like I was saying, all you need to do is make it clear that you’re not interested in her.”
Derek stopped dead in his tracks and Will slammed into him, which almost knocked the three of them over like dominoes. “But I am interested.”
“Look, if you just want to sleep