Hotshot by Julie Garwood

Author:Julie Garwood [Garwood, Julie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9781101624258
Google: -piDYfovGlEC
Goodreads: 16101020
Publisher: Dutton
Published: 2013-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

EIGHTEEN

The day started out to be quite pleasant, but it went downhill faster than a roller coaster. Peyton showered and dressed in white linen pants and a blue cotton sweater, then went into the kitchen. Finn had made breakfast for her. He kissed her good morning and pulled a chair out for her to sit. When he placed the plate in front of her, she wanted to bolt, but since that would hurt his feelings and definitely would be rude, she stayed put. He’d prepared scrambled eggs that looked and tasted like rubber, bacon that was so overcooked it shattered when she took a bite, and limp toast slathered in butter.

“You shouldn’t have gone to all the trouble,” she said. “I could have eaten cereal.”

“I wanted to cook for you. Enjoy.”

One small bite of the eggs and bacon was all she could handle. She moved the rest of the food around on the plate waiting for an opportunity to dump it down the garbage disposal, but Finn was watching her as he attached his gun and holster to his belt.

“I checked the weather,” she said. “It’s already seventy-four degrees. Would you like to go swimming?”

“Where?”

“We have several pools on the property, and there’s a lap pool on the roof of the hotel.”

“It’s a real lap pool?”

“Yes,” she said. “It’s under a dome. You’ll be impressed,” she promised.

She could tell he was excited to go. According to Finn’s mother, who told Peyton’s mother, who told . . . well, just about everyone . . . swimming was therapeutic for Finn. One day she wanted to ask him what he thought about in the water. He had once said his mind got rid of all his worries. What did that feel like?

“You’ll have to go with me,” he said. “I’m not going to let you run around the resort alone.”

“I’ll go with you.”

“What about work?”

“My first appointment isn’t until ten.”

“Want to swim with me?”

She shook her head. She held a forkful of eggs so he could see she was eating.

“I’ll get my suit on,” he said. He crossed the living room and called her name when he reached the hallway.

“Yes?” she answered.

“Wait until I go into the bedroom to dump the food.”

She thought she’d been clever pretending to enjoy the breakfast, but he wasn’t fooled. Can’t trick an FBI agent, she surmised, laughing.

Finn had left a mess in the kitchen. She cleaned up while she waited for him. Still hungry, she opened a blueberry yogurt and stood at the island eating it. Finn hadn’t returned yet, so she checked to see that her laptop was in her backpack, added her cell phone, went to the linen closet to grab a towel for him, and continued to wait. He was saying good-bye to someone on his cell when he finally joined her.

The back of the hotel was directly across the parking lot from her condo. Peyton didn’t want to cut through the rear entrance because the corridor connected to the business office, and

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