Quasar was curious about how this whole work/romance thing worked. “I do. I was in Mexico City last month working on a corporate headquarters there.” “And the kids stayed at home with Salim?” Quasar topped off his sister-in-law’s glass of lemonade. Celia nodded. “Of course—we have plenty of help here at the hotel. And sometimes they all come with me. It’s nice now that the kids are young enough that they don’t have to miss school.” Elan still worked with his wife, Sara, too, though now they were business partners, not boss and assistant. Quasar couldn’t imagine how you could spend all day and all night with someone. Didn’t they ever get tired of each other? That must be what true love was like. Most likely he wasn’t capable of it. He was better suited to brief affairs. Intense journeys of exploration and enjoyment that ended while everything was still fabulous. He couldn’t wait to continue his voyage into the intriguing world of Dani. Her passion was so unexpected and he suspected he’d just bumped the tip of the iceberg. It was time to take her to his private getaway in the foothills of the mountains. He’d be staying there right now if Salim hadn’t convinced him to stay at the hotel to spend more time with Elan and Sara while they were visiting. He hadn’t even stopped by since he’d been here. A waiter brought a round of coffees and a plate of dates. The children were excused from the table and started to run around it like maniacs, which made everyone laugh. Quasar had formed a plan. “Have you guys been out to my house lately? I had a decorator fix it up for me and she sent me pictures, but I haven’t seen what Celia did with the landscape yet. You’ve all kept me so busy I haven’t had a chance to visit.” “There were twelve frankincense trees on the property,” said Celia. “They hadn’t been tapped in years and we did it ourselves. I’m going to send you some of the finished product for Christmas.” “Does that mean I’m not invited here for Christmas?” He pretended to look sad. He did feel a little weird about the acknowledgment that he’d soon be gone. He didn’t want to leave. Not without Dani. The thought struck him like a slap. He’d been on a total of three dates with her. Something about her had captivated him. He couldn’t even explain what it was. Yes, she was lovely. She was sweet. Her vulnerability coaxed out of him a nurturing side he hadn’t previously realized he had. And then there was the attraction between them. Powerful, insistent, a chemical brew that made him want to kiss her and hold her and make passionate love to her. And for that, he needed peace and privacy and a chance to get the place prepared to entertain her. “I want to spend some time at my house tomorrow. You know, get a feel for it. There’s no sense in owning a house if I never go there.” “I’m surprised you went to the mountains today and didn’t even visit it.” “I planned to but didn’t have time.” And didn’t want to scare the life out of Dani. An unplanned kiss in the wilderness was one thing. Luring her into his lair without scaring her off would take some delicacy. “Before you become a hermit, Quasar, I want you to know that Sara and I have been hard at work searching for the perfect woman for you.” Celia bit into an olive. “Do you remember her sister, Erin?” “Of course I do.” A bubbly, pretty girl with a young daughter, Erin had been at both of his brothers’ weddings. “Her latest boyfriend has turned out to be just as much of a loser as the last two.” Sara took a sip of her lemonade. “So we’ve determined that she needs some help in the matchmaking department. We thought it might be interesting to set you guys up. It’s a slight snag that she lives in Wisconsin and you live in...where do you live these days, anyway?” “To be determined.” He smiled. “I’m a free agent ready to move where the action takes