Sunset Waves
out.”
    Back in the lobby, the woman pulled out her cell phone, dialed, and then said, “Alivia, can you come over to the resort? We seem to have a problem.”
    Mateo and the woman stood awkwardly until the other woman arrived less than ten minutes later and introduced herself.
    “Can I see your reservation form?” Alivia asked.
    Mateo sighed, unzipped the front of his duffle bag, and pulled the form out. Traveling -taught him to always print off his travel agenda. Screw-ups happened all the time. “Here you go.”
    The two women looked at the paper. “This isn’t our form. How can this be?” the brunette asked.
    Alivia handed back the paper. “As Kyra said, the place isn’t open yet for business. You need to find somewhere else to stay.”
    “Wait a minute.” He tried not to sound as irritated as he was. “ Someone has my money, and it’s not me. The reservation printed off here in my hand confirms I have a room at The Sunset Resort . Is there another place in town with the same name?”
    “No,” Kyra said. “But, we don’t have your reservation or your money!” She threw her hands up in the air.
    “If you’re not open, can you at least call another hotel in town and get me in there?” he asked.
    The women exchanged glances before Kyra said, “It’s a small town, Mr. Medina. We’re one of the few place in town. There’s a convention in town. I heard everything is booked, but I can check. But if not…”
    “And you’re not open.” He blew out a breath. “You’ve got to be kidding me. I just drove for five hours to take the first vacation I’ve had in years. I’m exhausted. I can’t drive to the next town. I’ll fall asleep, drive off a cliff, and my death will be on your conscience.” He crossed his arms over his chest.
    Kyra looked at Alivia and said, “There’s the honeymoon suite. I finished decorating it this afternoon. It’s the only completed room. The bed’s been delivered and there’s a set of sheets and a comforter.”
    “Is there a beer around somewhere too? I’ve been dreaming of a cold beer all day. I’ll live with this for now and then tomorrow we can figure out what happened,” Mateo said.
    “I’ll get you a beer, and Kyra can make up your room.” Alivia disappeared into the back room.
    “I hope I didn’t come across too gruff. It sounds like there’s something fishy going on. Thanks for accommodating me.” He tried to smile. “That’s kind of sad the first person to stay in your honeymoon suite is a solo act. I’m not going to curse it or anything, am I?”
    Kyra retuned his smile. “I doubt it. You can let us know if the springs squeak before it’s put to the real test.” She winked. “We are really sorry about however this happened. It’s really weird. But I swear, we never saw a reservation.”
    “Since you found me a bed, all is forgiven,” he said as Alivia returned and handed him a beer. He took a swig and tipped the bottle toward them. “Let me help you with the room,” he offered to Kyra.
    “No. I can’t ask our first guest to work,” she protested.
    “I don’t think I’m officially a ‘guest’ so you can put me to work if you want.”
    She shrugged and looked embarrassed. He followed her up the stairs and down the hall to the end where she opened the door to the spacious suite. “It still smells like fresh paint. It was just painted last week.”
    “It’s fine.” He walked over, pushed back the drapes and looked out over the water. “It is beautiful here.”
    She moved beside him. “I know. That’s why I bought the place. Not just me, but I went in with Alivia, Summer, and Fiona. We’re all from here. We moved away to the city…but, it wasn’t working out. There’s a lot less stress here.”
    “Yes, I can imagine,” Mateo said as he watched Kyra’s profile. For a second he tried to imagine what his life would be like living in a small town with a beautiful woman. The last threads of daylight coming through the window

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