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miss it here? It’s like a little slice of
paradise.”
    Evan leaned his forearms against the railing. “Views like
this, definitely. The rest… Not so much.”
    “The rest?”
    “Yeah,” he said but didn’t elaborate. Instead, he craned his
neck to glance back at Garrett. “You know what they say about Inlet Beach?”
    “What?”
    “That it has some of the best shark fishing around.”
    Riley pushed back from the railing, her eyes narrowing on
Evan. “Sharks? Like da-dum, da-dum, da-dum-da-dum-da-dum ? Jaws sharks?”
    Evan laughed at her theme song imitation and turned around
to lean his butt against the banister. “Well, that was a great white, which you
don’t see too much around here. But there are several other species, like bull
sharks, that you can catch and keep. Or release. Whichever.” He tossed a
furtive glance toward Garrett. “It gets the adrenaline pumping, that’s for
sure.”
    “I’ve never gone shark fishing.”
    “I’ve got some connections. It wouldn’t take much to borrow
my buddy’s boat. We could make a day out of it.”
    Riley held up a hand. “Wait. You want to go out there,” she
said, swinging her hand around to hitch her thumb toward the Gulf. “W ay out there, and try to catch a shark? On purpose?”
    Evan shrugged. “Yeah. It’s the sport of it.”
    “I’m game,” Garrett added.
    “Oh God,” she said, flouncing on the seat next to him.
“Really?”
    He just smiled at her. “How well do you know me?”
    She groaned, but a tiny smile grew on her lips nonetheless.
“Too well. I should’ve known you’d want to do something crazy like shark
fishing .”
    “What’s crazy is doing it at night,” Evan chimed in.
    Garrett tossed out an enthusiastic “Yes!” just as Riley
popped up and gripped his arm with a more emphatic “No!”
    He was having a hell of a time hiding his laughter. “Oh come
on, babe. Think about it. The three of us out on the water with the bright moon
overhead. The sky will be gorgeous. You know it will be.”
    “There are stars at home. I don’t need to go out on a boat
in the middle of nowhere to see them.”
    Evan cut in. “I can guarantee the stars at home have nothing
on the ones you’ll see thirty miles out in the Gulf.”
    “Thirty miles ?”
    “We’ll be there to protect you,” Garrett teased. “No way
would we let some wimpy shark get the better of any of us.”
    “Absolutely,” Evan added. “Besides, half the time they take
off and snap the line anyway. Chances of actually reeling one in run more to
the slim side of things. It’s just the idea that you might catch one
that makes the entire trip worthwhile.”
    “If I do this,” she said. “If I go with you, you guys will
owe me. Big time. Like for-the-rest-of-the-week big time.”
    Garrett didn’t know about Evan, but he could totally get
behind that trade-off—no matter if they went shark fishing or not.
    “I think that’s fair. And who knows,” Evan said, coming up
to sit beside her. “Owing you might turn out to be a way more exciting
experience.”
    Damn straight, it would be. Garrett didn’t have a single
doubt that being up to their eyeballs in hock to Riley could quickly become the
highlight of their entire week and he, for one, couldn’t wait to begin working
off his debt.
     
    Evan Tucker sat there staring at the beautiful woman next to
him, wondering what the fuck he was getting himself into. Again.
    And he wasn’t just talking about the shark fishing.
    He was like a moth to Riley’s flame. She was so drop-dead
sexy, and there was no denying her independence or her intelligence. Three
absolute turn-ons for him, and she cornered the market on each one.
    Hell.
    Not just hell, but fucking hell. Because he knew how lost in
this he could get. How lost in her. And Garrett. Ah God.
    He’d be the first to admit that he wasn’t finished licking
his wounds, not by a long shot. Leaving town, for him, had been the best—okay,
maybe the easiest—solution he