She felt the soft wind, the breeze off the sea, and looked down at the
beach below. She looked down. The party had ended, leaving only litter rattling
along the empty street.
There you are.
She turned to find John behind her in drawstring pajama bottoms.
Her eyes unwillingly lingered on his bare chest before she met his gaze. His dark
eyes twinkled at her as he held up a steaming cup of coffee. “You made coffee.
Thank you.
She took a sip from her mug, relishing the burn against her tongue.
“Sure.” She drew a deep breath and turned back to the view of the ocean. “It was
the least I could do before I go.”
“Go?” There was something odd in his voice.
She turned back to face him, startled. “In a few hours, you’ll sign
the papers to buy your father’s company. And Deny and I will go
