No Strings Attached. Susan Andersen
several boat engines rumbled softly while boaters followed the five-miles-an-hour restriction in the protected inlet as they steered toward the marina to put up for the night. This town had a laid-back, feel-good vibe that Luc could appreciate after all the cartel hot spots he’d lived in.
The terrace ran the width of the building, but wasn’t very deep, and since Tasha’s apartment was larger than his studio, so was her share of the outdoor space. It didn’t take Luc more than a few long strides to reach the improvised plant divider, and he rounded the end of it, only to stop dead at his first full-on sight of her. For a moment he simply stood there and stared.
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