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sheer pane of glass ran the length of the wall above the tub,
separating the bathroom from the bedroom physically, yet connecting them
visually. One flick of the switch next to the window and the glass frosted over
and became opaque for privacy.
    Holy extravagance, Batman.
    “Oh my God, that’s so amazing,” Riley mused. “But…where’s
the faucet?” she asked, searching around the tub.
    He knew what she had in mind just by the sly and sexy tone
with which she drew out the question. The tub was big enough for three with
plenty of splashing room to spare.
    Hell yeah, he could see the three of them in there. All wet
and slick from the suds Riley’s bath gel and the half-dozen jets would create.
If only he could figure out how to fill the damn thing, they’d be set. There
were handles labeled hot and cold, but no spigot for the water.
    When he cranked on the cold tap, a gurgle from the ceiling
snagged his attention. An instant later, a solid stream poured from a hole
dead-center above the tub.
    “The spigot is in the ceiling?” Riley laughed, looking
deliciously awestruck.
    “Now that’s impressive,” Garrett added. No doubt about it,
his boss had some amazingly good taste.
    “Nice place.”
    Garrett snapped his head around to find Evan leaning against
the door frame with his arms crossed lazily over his chest.
    “The door was open,” Evan said. “I took the chance you two
would be up here.”
    Riley’s smile grew as she grabbed Evan by the hand and drew
him farther into the room. “Isn’t it great?”
    She came to stand between him and Evan, sliding her hand
into Garrett’s to hold onto them both. She laughed again, eyeing the water as
it splashed into the tub. But from where they stood, all Garrett could see was
the huge bed through the fancy-assed window separating the two rooms.
    Christ, he couldn’t wait to get her on there. To lay her
back on all those pillows propped against the headboard. To take her, to share
her. To—
    “It is,” Evan said.
    “Did you see the beach? It’s private, just for us.”
    She beamed as she spoke, and hell, there went his chest
doing that flippy thing again. She was so excited about this vacation, and
about Evan. Not that she’d come right out to say so, but Garrett could tell. He
could always tell…
    “No.” Evan shook his head, smiling down at her. “I just
looked through the house.”
    “Oh, come here then. You have to see this.” She dragged him
out of the bathroom and to the wall of sliding doors, yanking one side open and
pulling him out on the deck with her.
    Late spring in the Panhandle was about as perfect as it got.
Garrett loved this time of year down here. Warm temperatures during the day,
cooler nights and none of that ungodly humidity that typically suffocated the
area during the brutal summer months.
    True to form, a warm breeze swept across the wide expanse of
the deck. Evan and Riley stood at the railing looking out at the waves in the
Gulf while Garrett sat in one of the cushy seats surrounding a hammered-out
copper gas fire pit.
    Oh yeah, a guy certainly could get used to a place like
this.
    “This is nothing like home,” she said, sliding her gaze over
her shoulder and back toward Garrett. “It’s so open here. And spacious.”
    “Ouch. I felt that.” Garrett rubbed a spot on his chest that
didn’t really hurt, smiling all the while.
    “Uh oh,” Evan said.
    Riley blew out a soft chuckle. “Definitely uh oh .
He’s been teasing me with hints that we’ll move out of our tiny one-bedroom
apartment and into a real house for over a year now. I like giving him hell
about it every now and then. You know, just to make sure he hasn’t forgotten.”
    “Oh, I haven’t. All in due time, babe. We’ll get there.”
    “A home of your own, huh?” Evan asked.
    She sighed and went back to staring out at the Gulf. “Yeah.
With a real backyard.” With a slight tilt to her lips, she nudged Evan with her
elbow. “Anyway, aren’t you going to