The Unexpected Honeymoon by Barbara Wallace

Author:Barbara Wallace
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mills & Boon
Published: 2014-11-22T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

“SURELY, YOU ARE a prune by now?”

Rotating onto her back, Larissa pushed off the ledge with her feet, the water slapping the rock with a soft whoosh. “Possibly,” she replied. “I didn’t check.”

Okay, she had checked, but she wasn’t ready to dry off. So long as she stayed in the water, she could avoid dealing with what happened earlier. The tension between them seemed to grow stronger with each passing moment. At some point, the line had to snap, sending them in one direction or another. Her body knew what direction it wanted. Forty minutes in the cool water and it still tingled from his touch.

And, he’d merely brushed his fingers across her skin. Goodness knows how her body would feel if he actually kissed her. Her mind, on the other hand, wasn’t entirely sure finding out was a good idea.

Which was why, pruny fingers be damned, she stayed in the water while Carlos lounged on the rock shelf like a copper-skinned god.

“You have to remember,” she told him, “we don’t have underground rivers and caves in New York. We have sewers.”

“Mexico isn’t all cenotes and tropical lagoons, either, you know. We have our droughts, our poor sewage systems, our earthquakes—”

“Yeah, yeah. Stop being a buzzkill.”

“I’m simply trying to inject a little reality and remind you no place is perfect.”

Maybe not, but her current location certainly came close.

Using the backstroke, she glided across the surface and stared at the cloudless blue sky through the chamber opening. “I still can’t believe I’m swimming in my own private underground cave,” she said. Her favorite part was on the far side of the cavern. There, above two giant root systems, the water flowed from the source in a waterfall. She angled her body in that direction, prattling as she paddled.

“When I was a kid, I watched this movie about star-crossed island lovers. In it, the hero comes across the heroine bathing in a lagoon. I remember thinking how she rinsed her hair in the waterfall was the coolest thing ever.”

“Should I go ask Pablo for some shampoo?”

“Would you?” She leaned back and let the stream wash off her forehead. Somehow she suspected the host in him would oblige if he thought her serious. “Anyway, the princess falls in love with the hero. Or Bob Hope. I don’t remember which one.”

“Sounds like you watched a lot of movies.”

“Tons. My grandmother used to sew to the classic movie channel.” And God forbid she should change the channel. “While other kids grew up with video games, I grew up counting satin buttons and watching Errol Flynn rescue princesses.”

“I’m beginning to see where you got your romantic streak.”

“What can I say? I’m a sucker for happy endings.”

“Except life isn’t like the movies, is it?” A soft plop echoed through the chamber. It was Carlos tossing a pebble into the water. He sat leaning forward with his body hunched over his knees, his attention focused somewhere in the depths.

“That doesn’t mean happy endings don’t happen.”

“Don’t

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