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The way he watched meup on certain things Shannon was the type ofAnd since he already knew I hadn’t dated in the past, it was only a matter of when before he wondered if I spoke from experience or illusion

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“You think our table is ready now?” I asked

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Chapter 15

An hour or so south of Barcelona, we checked in to a much smaller hotel for the next part of our trip It was hacienda luxury heaven Only nine rooalows, all situated on top of a rocky cliff overlooking the ocean

Best of all, we had a private beach A tiny cove surrounded by rock, with the finest sand and dark turquoise water

As we had dinner in the hotel restaurant that first night, I profiled the guests, counting seven other parties and no kids If the bungaloere all booked up, one party was roup of four

“What are you doing?” Shan asked, cutting into his fish

“I’ure out the competition at the beach tomorrow,” I replied “The two Americans over there rambled in the lobby about an art exhibit in Barcelona tomorrow Team Titleist has tee time, so I don’t think we need to worry about theolfers too, and the biker bitches are checking out in the ”

I wasn’t sure about the rest

Shan glanced around the dining room, pensive

I’d been waiting for an opportunity to take a picture of hiotmy phone, I snapped three quick pics and hoped we had a winner He was just so fucking gorgeous tonight He’d gotten some sun, he’d left the top button of his shirt unbuttoned, and, most of all, he looked happy