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    She shook her head at this amazing man. Thick french toast dripping with chocolate sauce and topped with fresh ripe strawberries sat before her. “This looks delicious!” She dug in as Jake sat back in his chair and watched her take the first bite.
    He grinned when she moaned. “I feel famished! It’s really good,” she mumbled, her mouth full.
    “I figured you would be very hungry as long as you slept, Maggie.”
    “How did you know I slept so long Jake? You got a peep hole in your floor somewhere?” He laughed out loud.
    “Afraid not, but thanks for the idea. I came down a few times yesterday to make sure you were OK but didn’t see any lights or movement. It’s usually the case when Tequila is involved.”
    “You talking from experience?” she asked as she downed the waffles. They were delicious and she was going to eat every last forkful, even lick the plate if necessary. She looked up to see that Jake hadn’t even touched his yet.
    “In my Army days you could say there were a few times. But we didn’t have the luxury of sleeping in for a day. You had to fall right back into your routine and work, hangover or not.”
    She nodded towards his plate. “You gonna eat those?” she said with a mouthful. Maggie was so hungry she couldn’t help herself. She never pigged out like this.
    He chuckled and pushed the plate towards her. “After all that work making them, I’m actually not even hungry. I prefer just my coffee.” She reached over the table and cut herself a quarter of his waffles and commenced to downing them too. He watched her as she ate until she finally put her fork and knife down.
    “Whew! That was decadent and heavenly and I’m ready to get to work. That’s if I can move now,” she smiled and rubbed her belly. Maggie sat back and sighed. “If you tried to make up for Cari being a jerk, you did well. But, it wasn’t your fault we ran into her or she acted that way.”
    “I know Maggie, but you were with me. I felt responsible to make it up to you.” He took a sip of his coffee.
    “You mean breakfast by you each morning isn’t part of the deal I got when my Mom booked this place?” she teased. A girl could get used to that!
    “No.” He leaned front in his chair and gave her that look again, the one where smoky eyes stared into her big brown ones that couldn’t look away. “ I do have another treat for you. I got to thinking about your work. I know a great place to take you where you can be alone and get some writing done. It’s only reachable by boat. Want to check it out?”
    “It probably wouldn’t hurt. Although I have gotten quite a bit of material in the last few days,” she teased, then sobered. “I’m sorry I mumbled all those things in my sleepy drunken state Jake. It’s the writer in me. I would never use you or your name in a book, unless of course, you would say it’s OK.”
    Jake grinned. “No worries Maggie. Let’s start fresh and keep away from the Tequila. Deal?”
    She nodded. Maggie helped to clean up the breakfast feast. She followed him inside and when she saw the mess he made in the kitchen, she made a mental note to offer to make the next meal. It would take half the morning to clean up but they laughed and had a good time together. Then Maggie went to collect her writing tools so they could go off on this jaunt that Jake mentioned.
    “Hop on.” Jake held out his hand as she climbed aboard. The power boat made it’s way from the canal and around some of the tiny islands that jutted out along the way. Maggie stuck her face in the gentle wind, loving the ocean breeze and hearing the roar of the engine and the sound of the boat cutting through the water. She knew without a doubt that her novel would be set here, in paradise.
    Jake concentrated as he maneuvered the boat around a long sand bar on the south side of an island. He shut the motor down and anchored. He helped Maggie out into the water, which was about knee high. She gave out a little