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"Hey," Winston said, giving her a small wave from his hip.
An electric shiver ran up her arms and shoulders, as if he had somehow charged up the air on the other side of the door then blew it into her when she swung the door open. The sensation took her aback.
He wore swimming trunks and a T-shirt that read 'I heart Riviera Maya' on the front. The heart wasn't spelled out, but a big, fat, red cartoon heart. Just like the 'I heart New York' T-shirts. His sunglasses were folded and hung from the neck of the T-shirt. His brown hair, lightened by days spent in the sun and sea, was thicker and wavier than Ro had ever seen it. Tall, tanned and fit, he looked relaxed and confident, and sexy. To Ro's surprise, her stomach did a flip-flop.
"Carlos said you were off for the afternoon," he sai
