“Okay, we’ll have a rest.” She drank more of her wine, then set the glass down on the table. “What’s your plan, then?”
Smile still in place, he replied, “I was thinking of a day at the beach.”
Bailey had been reluctant at first, clearly surprised he would want to take her someplace so far out of their current orbit, but at length she had relented. “I could go for a little sand between my toes,” she said.
An excursion to the beach was something of a calculated risk, but Nasim figured that, with so many miles of unoccupied coastline available right now, the odds of running into any other djinn were fairly low. He did not make the obvious choice and take them to Santa Monica, because it was possible that some of the Bel-Air djinn might have decided to take advantage of the fine weather and
