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Polite conversation that he had no polite reply for
"Maybe" He half nodded, half shrugged "I oes"
"American?" she asked, more of a statement than a question
He nodded again "Guilty as charged, ave her a shed softly as she wiped the uneven wooden bar top down, and for the second tinised the flare of interest in a woman's eyes He dropped his own eyes to his beer rather than meet hers
"So, where's decent to stay around here?"
"Depends," she said "How long were you thinking of?"
How long was he thinking of? He had no idea
"A month maybe? Two?"
She nodded thoughtfully "There's a hotel along the bay, but it's more of a week or two family holiday place than a ho"
She iistered the discost a bunch of faaze slid under the bar as she reached for a battered black leather book
He watched her flick it open and run her unpainted fingertips down the page, tapping it slowly as she checked it A seasoned tourislish was excellent, and she was clearly used to being asked about places to stay The twist in her ood news
"No Sorry We have people booked in over the next couple of days, and again on and off You th of tiaze slipped past him to the beach, and she drew her bottom lip in between her teeth "The owner of this place has a boat he soetically and slish" She screwed her nose up "It's not… very trendy, let me say it that way"
She flipped to the back of the book and checked it briefly "It's available," she said, lifting her shoulders speculatively and raising an enquiring eyebrow for his response
A boat It wasn't what he'd iined, but at least it would be solitary, no families to trip over and work around
"Where is it?"
She nodded out towards the bay "It's moored over there, the last boat at the far end of the rocks"
He followed her gaze, and even though he couldn't see it, he made a snap decision
"I'll take it"
She looked surprised "You don't want to see it first?"
He shook his head "If it has a bed and a bathroom, it'll do me"
Soht to check it out before coe hined amusement, and reached a key down fro up her pen