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"You can’t," Jane answered firmly "He doesn’t want his picture in the article He said he prefers to keep a low profile, and he definitely won’t sign a photo release Don’t worry, though, I’ ood I don’t think we even need Thomas Becker"

"What about the other members of the tea to get the one who led the rescue" Jane chewed on the inside of her cheek "I think Liz’s firsthand account will be enough, Maureen It’ll be an emotional piece, trust me"

"Fine," her editor said "Try to talk to the other men if you think you need to, otherwise email me the story by the end of the week You may as well stay there, since the hotel is already paid for, so enjoy the vacation"

"Will do"

Jane flipped the phone shut and tossed it into her green oversized beach bag She leaned back in the chair, which caused the big straw hat on her head to shift She hated the damn hat, but if she didn’t shade her face, she sunburned like crazy She’d slathered the sunblock all over her body too, but already she could see her skin turning pink Tih

She started to gather up her things, tossing the ro up her towel and fanning the sand out of it She’d just slung the bag over her shoulder when a familiar voice sounded from behind

"Jane?"

She whirled around, eyes wide Tho as perplexed as she felt He wore a pair of long khaki shorts and a pristine white T-shirt that molded to his chest, and he looked so sexy she wanted to rip off her bikini and throw herself into his powerful ar here?" she asked in surprise

"I’estured to the beachfront suites she’d been ad at this hotel too?"

She nodded "I’ back to LA"

Becker shoved his hands in his front pockets and walked toward her "How’s the article going?"

"Good" She grinned "My editor is a tad upset that on’t be able to print your handso the public a favor No one wants to see my face"

Jane rolled her eyes "Don’t tell me you think you’re unattractive, because that’s just silly You’re a hottie, and you know it"

His mouth twitched "I’m a hottie, huh?"