She’d condensed the once large group to what she felt were the top nine. After this week, two more had to go. She told Jaxie on the flight that already she had an idea, but wouldn’t make a decision until Thursday at the rose ceremony. It was anyone’s game now, and although she knew Lance would never make it to the end, Kat was glad she brought him to Maui. For some reason helping his career was important to her, especially because he never pretended to be smitten with her.
The remaining men were the cream of the crop: Pierce the sculptor, Colton the cowbo y Dad, Sam the sweet restaurateur, Lance the actor, Ben the lawyer, Keith the landscaper, Blake the water-skier, Tony the personal trainer and Grant the Microsoft programmer. They were all handsome, which she had to admit, was important to her. If she was going to spend sixty years with someone, they’d better be nice to stare at. And Funny. And a Good Father, Husband, Provider. She could probably pick any of these men and end up with a good life, except maybe Lance. She had to figure out now who liked her in return. Who might fall in love with her? Was she anyone’s type? And which man was ready to get married at the end of this thing?
Her cabana on the Wailea Maui beach was luxurious, overlooking the wide expanse of Pacific Ocean and Kat was in love with her new digs. As she unpacked her bags, she thought about the group of men who’d caught a later flight and would be in the air now. The producers had asked her to pick someone for the one on one date tomorrow and she’d offered Colton’s name. Knowing his little girl came first, she wanted to get to the heart of who he was--see if there was room for her.
She liked the idea of having a daughter. Jaxie was so ecstatically happy with Crane and his two little girls, Kat couldn’t help but think Colton and his daughter might be a wonderful instant family. But deep down, she wondered if she was excited about this prospect because she liked to help people. She’d always rescued pets from the shelter, took on friends others didn’t want, and might even be rescuing a father and daughter from Arkansas. If that was her motive, she had some soul searching to do on Maui. Tomorrow she and Colton would snorkel off a catamaran and have a private luau on the beach at Lanai, the pineapple island.
T he men would land that night at seven pm and wouldn’t get the date card until morning. As she stretched her legs on the lounger outside her pristine white cabana, soaking up the last rays of the day, Kat wondered if anyone was thinking of her on the flight. Gathering her thoughts about the remaining men, she made a list of what she wanted to accomplish on Maui. Getting to know each man individually would be difficult, but she hoped to learn enough about Blake, Colton and Sam to have an idea of what kind of husband they’d make. And, she wanted to see if Pierce could fit into the husband idea she had. Already, she imagined them surrounded by a life of art with highly creative little children, going to art gallery openings, building a studio on their property for his work, taking the children to the museums on weekends. But could Pierce see them together? That was a big question.
The one on one date was upon her faster than she had time to prepare. “Come with me to the sea, and we’ll see about you and me.” The date card was corny and elusive but it did the job. When she went upstairs to the huge suite, the men were gathered on the couch, like all they did was sit around waiting. Luckily for them, the room had its own pool and they’d have some recreation between waiting for dates cards.
The drive from Kihei to Lahaina with Colton did not disappoint. He was cute, and fun and they talked a lot about her art and life in San Francisco. Colton had never been in the ocean before, which surprised her, although she tried to hide it when he declared himself a virgin snorkeler at the age of