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he’d arranged, her blood hitting the legal limit with the tequila they’d drank, and their lovemaking, and she couldn’t remember when she’d felt so satisfied.
    Ema took a long look at herself in the bathroom mirror. The flush of their previous love session still lingered on her checks.
    Heat settled over her, but this time it wasn’t her libido playing havoc with her. She loved the tropics, but she wouldn’t be giving up her beloved air conditioning any time soon.
    Gabe, on the other hand, thrived in the humid weather. She caught a glimpse of him in the reflection, sound asleep in their love nest, his chest rising and falling in slow rhythm.
    A tiny smile tilted her lips at the thought of how he’d learned to speak her native language. She gathered her long, heavy hair in a messy bun. She gasped then suppressed a groan. From the base of her neck to just below her chin, love marks colored every inch of her skin.
    “ Madre de dios ,” she whispered. She moved closer to her reflection. No way to hide anything about tonight. Not that she needed to, but the fewer questions her cousin had the easier for everyone. Especially her. She took a deep breath. Maybe she’d call in her goodbyes this time ‘round.
    Faint sounds of the ocean carried through the small bathroom window. A little dip wouldn’t hurt. She could use some time in the tropical waters before she left. The cool water would soothe her skin and the delicious ache between her thighs. Some time to gather her thoughts before she had to face D-day with Gabriel wouldn’t hurt either.
    She moved into the bedroom and pulled on the robe she’d found hanging on the back of the door. Out of habit, Ema gathered her cell off the night table and slipped it into one of the oversized pockets.
    Sand, still warm hours after sunset, cushioned her steps as she made her way down to the water. The beat of the waves against the beach vibrated up her soles and helped erase the tension working its way into her muscles.
    In just a few hours the sun would come up, and with it, damn hard decisions. In all her twenty-six years, this was definitely the lowest point she’d hit. Losing her father to the Iraqi war at the age of eight had been tough. But it was infinity harder losing her mother to the shell she became because of his death.
    And there was another reason Gabriel was off limits. How could she love a man in uniform?
    Ema moved closer to the water, letting the cool, foamy water rush over her toes. Soft music from her cousin’s party carried on the wind currents. The slow pace probably meant it would be wrapping up soon. She tilted her head back to soak in the full moon’s silver beams.
    Today had taken a turn she hadn’t expected. The minute she’d seen Gabriel decked out in his tuxedo, all her self-control blew out to sea. Tonight was proof she couldn’t resist the magnetic pull between them. She wasn’t strong enough to haul herself out of the trap her mother had fallen into. Love did more damage than good, but to walk away from it seemed just as crippling.
    Her heart skipped a beat as if agreeing. If she stepped closer to the temptation he conjured in her, there would be no telling what would happen, and that uncertainty she couldn’t afford. She had to keep focused, find a way to get the funds she needed, and make sure she was around for the only family she had left.
    Her phone vibrated against her thigh. She jumped at the sudden intrusion on her thoughts but answered it as soon as she saw her sister’s name flash across the screen.
    “ Hola, chica . I was just thinking about you.” She hoped she didn’t sound as emotional as she felt. She suppressed a deep sigh at her sister’s sweet laugh through the earpiece. “So why are you up so late? Something wrong?”
    “Not at all, sis. Cramming for finals isn’t all that exciting, contrary to what’s in the brochures, and it definitely doesn’t compare to one of Lucas’s fiestas. Needed to wake myself up a