towel in her bag. “I want to go again as soon as I can.”
Cade laughed, drying off with a towel the guide handed to him. Leave it to Cade to expect things like towels to be provided.
“Just say the word,” he told her, drying the droplets off his chest. “I have a yacht docked in the Keys. I can take you out anytime you want to go. The jet can be there in no time.”
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, his face turned grim and his smile faltered. Abby turned away as she squeezed the water from her hair.
They both knew he’d never be able to take her out on his yacht. Not once he was married to another woman.
The return trip to shore was quiet, as was the ride in the car back to the resort.
Cade thanked the driver and assisted Abby from the car. He shouldered her bag and Abby imagined when they walked through the open-air lobbythat they looked like a traditional, honeymooning couple.
Man, could looks be deceiving.
Side by side they walked down the hall, stopping in front of his room. He lifted the bag from his shoulder, pulled out his keycard and handed the tote to her.
“I’m really glad you let me experience your first snorkel experience with you.”
Abby took her bag, and a sudden feeling of dizziness overcame her. “I’m glad, too.”
Had she eaten breakfast?
“You okay?” he asked. “You’re looking a little pale.”
She held out a hand and grabbed the edge of the door frame. “I’m okay. Just give me a—”
Everything went to black.
Panic flooded through Cade as Abby’s body went limp. Thankfully he had quick reflexes and caught her before she could hit her head or go down on the floor.
Keeping her tight against him, he swiped his card through the lock and opened the door.
He scooped Abby into his arms. Her tote slipped from her shoulder, landing just inside the door, as he carried her through the room and onto the bed. “Abby! Abby!”
He tapped the side of her face, smoothed her damp hair from her forehead and prayed she was okay.
Just as he grabbed the phone by the bed,she stirred, her lids fluttered and she let out a slight moan.
He sat on the edge of the bed, taking her hand in his. “Abby,” he said, still shaken by her lifeless form. “Can you hear me?”
After several rapid blinks, she turned her attention on him. “What happened?”
Relief like he’d never known seared through him. “You passed out.”
When she struggled to sit up, Cade took her shoulders and eased her back down.
“I’ve never passed out in my life,” she informed him. “I felt funny a minute ago, though.”
“Maybe it was all the sun,” he suggested, thankful to see color creeping back into her cheeks.
She eyed him with a tilt of one brow. “You had the same amount of sun.”
“True. Did you eat before we left?”
Abby thought back. “No, I was busy going over some plans for the wedding.”
Fury bubbled inside him, but now was not the time to unleash it. After all, who was he truly angry with, her for ignoring her body’s basic demands or himself for putting so much strain on her lately?
Once again he reached for the phone and dialed room service, ordering lobster, bread, fresh fruits, cheese, shrimp. A minute later when he hung up, Abby was grinning.
“What?”
She giggled. “Who are you planning to feed?I certainly couldn’t eat a fourth of what you ordered.”
God, she was beautiful. Even without a hint of makeup, with hair hanging in rope-like strands that were half-dry, Abby Morrison was hands down more beautiful than any woman he’d ever known, both inside and out. And maybe he did order too much food, but he wanted to please her.
“I just thought you’d enjoy a variety,” he said, hoping his voice didn’t sound hoarse. “So, you really had a good time today?”
Her angelic face lit up, and her green eyes sparkled. “I’ve never seen anything like it. For just a minute there I wished I was Ariel.”
“Who?”
Abby laughed again. “Ariel? The
Cade laughed, drying off with a towel the guide handed to him. Leave it to Cade to expect things like towels to be provided.
“Just say the word,” he told her, drying the droplets off his chest. “I have a yacht docked in the Keys. I can take you out anytime you want to go. The jet can be there in no time.”
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, his face turned grim and his smile faltered. Abby turned away as she squeezed the water from her hair.
They both knew he’d never be able to take her out on his yacht. Not once he was married to another woman.
The return trip to shore was quiet, as was the ride in the car back to the resort.
Cade thanked the driver and assisted Abby from the car. He shouldered her bag and Abby imagined when they walked through the open-air lobbythat they looked like a traditional, honeymooning couple.
Man, could looks be deceiving.
Side by side they walked down the hall, stopping in front of his room. He lifted the bag from his shoulder, pulled out his keycard and handed the tote to her.
“I’m really glad you let me experience your first snorkel experience with you.”
Abby took her bag, and a sudden feeling of dizziness overcame her. “I’m glad, too.”
Had she eaten breakfast?
“You okay?” he asked. “You’re looking a little pale.”
She held out a hand and grabbed the edge of the door frame. “I’m okay. Just give me a—”
Everything went to black.
Panic flooded through Cade as Abby’s body went limp. Thankfully he had quick reflexes and caught her before she could hit her head or go down on the floor.
Keeping her tight against him, he swiped his card through the lock and opened the door.
He scooped Abby into his arms. Her tote slipped from her shoulder, landing just inside the door, as he carried her through the room and onto the bed. “Abby! Abby!”
He tapped the side of her face, smoothed her damp hair from her forehead and prayed she was okay.
Just as he grabbed the phone by the bed,she stirred, her lids fluttered and she let out a slight moan.
He sat on the edge of the bed, taking her hand in his. “Abby,” he said, still shaken by her lifeless form. “Can you hear me?”
After several rapid blinks, she turned her attention on him. “What happened?”
Relief like he’d never known seared through him. “You passed out.”
When she struggled to sit up, Cade took her shoulders and eased her back down.
“I’ve never passed out in my life,” she informed him. “I felt funny a minute ago, though.”
“Maybe it was all the sun,” he suggested, thankful to see color creeping back into her cheeks.
She eyed him with a tilt of one brow. “You had the same amount of sun.”
“True. Did you eat before we left?”
Abby thought back. “No, I was busy going over some plans for the wedding.”
Fury bubbled inside him, but now was not the time to unleash it. After all, who was he truly angry with, her for ignoring her body’s basic demands or himself for putting so much strain on her lately?
Once again he reached for the phone and dialed room service, ordering lobster, bread, fresh fruits, cheese, shrimp. A minute later when he hung up, Abby was grinning.
“What?”
She giggled. “Who are you planning to feed?I certainly couldn’t eat a fourth of what you ordered.”
God, she was beautiful. Even without a hint of makeup, with hair hanging in rope-like strands that were half-dry, Abby Morrison was hands down more beautiful than any woman he’d ever known, both inside and out. And maybe he did order too much food, but he wanted to please her.
“I just thought you’d enjoy a variety,” he said, hoping his voice didn’t sound hoarse. “So, you really had a good time today?”
Her angelic face lit up, and her green eyes sparkled. “I’ve never seen anything like it. For just a minute there I wished I was Ariel.”
“Who?”
Abby laughed again. “Ariel? The
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