it’s worth it! This is—” she gestured in a wide arc. “This is the most incredible thing I’ve ever done.”
“It’s pretty amazing.”
“I want to ride roller coasters. I want to try bungee jumping.”
“Slow down, Megan. Let’s finish this adventure first.” He laughed. The attendant led them to the other side of the tree where another zip line waited. “We’ve got several more runs. You ready?”
Megan bobbed her head. In an instant, she was flying again.
The last zip line carried them over the salty water and deposited them on the beach. Today, she’d conquered the world. Today she wasn’t just a princess, but a warrior princess, fresh from battle with an adventure lust that would carry her for the rest of her life. Today, she’d said hello to danger and good-bye to fear.
*
They sat at a beachside cabana bar to have a cold drink and watch as sun worshippers folded their brightly colored blankets and started making their way back to the ship. “Roatán’s my favorite.” Megan sipped from the straw in her fruity drink.
She looked beautiful and innocent and perfect. And Alexander knew his heart belonged to her. He’d given her that flush in her cheeks, that elation in her eyes, the smile, the excitement that caused her voice to pitch upward with her joy. “Shall we stop off at the real estate office before heading back to the ship?”
Her eyes came up quickly, batted furiously, then dropped back to the drink.
“How’s Richard?” he said, knowing they had to tackle this subject sooner or later.
It was crazy for a woman to spend just one week deciding with whom she’d spend the rest of her life. It was crazy that he’d seen her and knew . . . somehow he knew she was exactly what he’d been missing in his life. The lifestyle of Alexander Andrews offered him plenty of company where beautiful women were concerned. Gorgeous women weren’t in short supply in the circles he moved in. Women like Megan were. With her zeal for life, her tender heart for others, her very spirit, she was everything he wanted and possibly nothing he could have.
But they’d known each other less than a week. Of course, his grandfather still told the story—with a spark in his eyes, no less—of how he first laid eyes on Alexander’s grandmother and mumbled to his best friend, “You see that girl? She’s the one I’m going to marry.”
Love at first sight. Maybe it was as real as the essential oils that made Andrews Lotion a household staple. Maybe love transcended time and space. Maybe it landed on whom it chose when it chose and maybe, just maybe, he was a victim.
Megan chewed her lip, her brows a slash above her eyes. She hadn’t answered.
“Megan?”
“He’s . . . very nice. Handsome, like I remember. It makes sense.” Her gaze trailed to the rainbow beach umbrellas beyond them, where whitecapped waves rolled then gurgled at the clear water’s edge.
Alexander’s heart took a dive deeper into his chest. She was talking herself into Richard. “But?”
She huffed, dropping her hands flat to the table. “But you.”
It was all she said, and all she needed to. She hadn’t made up her mind and that was okay. He still had time. “Have dinner with me tonight.”
She opened her mouth to argue, but he stopped her with the brush of his fingertip across her parted lips.
“Please, Princess.”
A slow half smile touched her face. “You make it hard for a girl to resist.”
“You make it hard for a man to concentrate on anything else.”
“Dinner,” she agreed.
And Alexander knew he had one last opportunity to win the heart of the woman he’d just met.
*
She needed to get a grip. Richard was real. Someone she’d loved as a kid.
Alexander was a fantasy. He called her Princess and treated her as such. But that was fairy tale and a real world awaited her when she returned home. A world where her job was to wash and style women’s hair and listen to their problems and make them feel