he had a hunch Arch and B.J. would love it if Keely showed up. Besides, he didnât see how the gap in the family could get any wider, so he thought it was worth the risk to suggest she go.
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K EELY WALKED along silently beside Noah as they covered the last block before reaching the towering hotel that would magically transport them to the South Pacific. She was afraid to say too much more on the subject of her sisterâs wedding for fear Noah would figure out how much she longed to go back and see her father and sister. Maybe now her sister was old enough and experienced enough to understand what had happened all those years ago. Maybe they could be friends again.
Only two years apart, they had been friends once. Then Keely had launched into puberty like a rocket, leaving B.J. behind. Living on a ranch where the only other females wereher boyish younger sister and the Garfieldsâ housekeeper, Keely had found no one to help her through the confusing process of growing into a sexual person. Sheâd only had the dim memory of her mother to guide her, a mother who had apparently looked and acted just like her. Or so her father said.
Keely had developed early, B.J. late. And it had seemed to Keely that B.J. had tried to keep her tomboy image just to set her apart from her wild sister. Or maybe theyâd split the parental influences between them, with B.J. becoming like Arch and Keely growing more and more like her mother. At any rate, B.J. had become the good daughter in their fatherâs eyes, while Keely had continued to blaze a path toward bad-girl land.
But Jonas wouldnât be attracted to a woman who didnât have a touch of naughtiness, so maybe B.J. wasnât Little Miss Innocent anymore. Maybe she wouldnât be as mystified by Keely now. Then again, maybe she would turn her back on her rebel sister, and that would be painful. Keely had a real aversion to pain.
In fact, she gravitated almost exclusively to pleasure and living in the present moment. The past couldnât be changed and the future was a guess, but for the moment she had Noah Garfield right where she wanted him at last. As they approached the Tahitian, a ripple of anticipation made her shiver with delight. He had found her hard to resist in a drugstore. Once she got him inside this tropical paradise, heâd be a goner.
Set a distance back from the street, the hotel beckoned visitors to approach by leading them through a man-made jungle misted with thousands of tiny jets and cooled with countless tumbling waterfalls. The air reverberated with exotic birdsong and the steady beat of native drums.
âWhat fun,â Keely said as they joined the throng headed toward the entrance.
âIâd hate to get their water bill,â Noah said.
âOh, for heavenâs sake. Can you do me a favor for the next three days and try not to think of practical things like that? Youâre going to ruin my fantasy if you insist on worrying about utility bills.â
To her surprise, Noah laughed. âYouâre right,â he said. âVegas is over the top, and you might as well accept that from the git-go.â
âVery good .â She took off her sunglasses and slipped them into her purse as they approached a large clearing. âThereâs hope for you, cowboy. Maybe before the weekend is over, youââ
She forgot what sheâd intended to say as the foliage gave way to a view of a granite cliff rising ten stories above them. âMy God. They dive off this thing.â She stood and gazed at the deep pool at the base of the cliff while she tried to imagine having the courage to hurl yourself into it from that height. âI definitely want to see this show tonight.â
Noah glanced over at her. âI hope you donât mind watching it by yourself. I have a bachelor party Iâm supposed to go to and it might run late.â
That fit perfectly into her plans. She could squeeze in