ten minutes to finally lay eyes on her. She was hiding behind a pillar and peeking around the other side. He tapped her on the shoulder.
She squealed and started to run, but he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her tight against his body. Her hair was flying everywhere, and she quickly brushed it all out of her face.
She grinned at him.
“You’re pretty sneaky. What do I get for finding you?” He desperately wanted to take advantage of the moment. But she wiggled out of his grip.
“You get a turn. I’ll close my eyes.”
She covered her eyes and counted. He fought down the desire to pull her into his arms again. Instead, he took a deep steadying breath. This girl was making him want to forget his plan and move way too fast. He watched her for a second and debated on staying right there. But she’d be delighted if he played along. On her count of five he disappeared. She found him three minutes later.
“You don’t hide very well,” she pouted, sticking out her perfectly biteable lower lip. He shook his head.
“Maybe I wanted to be found.”
J essica woke the next morning still exhausted. She and Conner ran around all day long and didn’t get back to the hotel until late. He wanted to do something again at sunrise, but she refused and told him she needed her beauty rest. Which wasn’t far off. In the mirror her eyes were puffy, and dark lines curved down toward her cheekbones. She sighed. This was definitely an extra make up day.
Conner knocked on her door at seven a.m. She was ready to go, but only because she opted for a ponytail instead of doing her hair. Did he have to be so punctual?
“Morning, beautiful.” He gave her a slow grin.
“Please tell me you have coffee again?”
He held out his hands, each with a cup in them.
“You are the best.”
“I am, aren’t I?” He winked at her. “Are you packed? Omar will keep our bags in the car.”
“I really do need to get home early today.” She shook her head. Of course he had one more stop planned.
“I know. I wanted to do this two hours ago, so no complaining.”
“Whatever,” she grumbled.
He took her bag and handed it to the driver. She gave Conner a sideways glance. Of course he looked perfectly rested. No dark circles under those green eyes, and his hair fell carelessly over his forehead. She’d be willing to bet it took him hours to look so effortless. At least she hoped it did.
“Have you enjoyed yourself?” he asked and took a sip of his coffee.
“I have.” She settled back in her seat. “You’ve done a pretty good job as tour guide.”
“Pretty good.” He glanced at her over the lid of his cup, and Jessica silently cursed the butterflies that flapped in her stomach. If he wasn’t so flirty and hot, she wouldn’t have to constantly remind herself to be on her guard.
“I think I’ve done a hell of a job,” he said.
She grinned and shrugged. His ego didn’t need more than that.
The car pulled up to the river. Jessica had been watching Conner and not paying the slightest bit of attention to where they were going. Now though, she craned her neck to get a look at the Nile and the dock that stretched out into the murky water. Conner chuckled and helped her out of the car. Sweat immediately formed on the back of her neck. How could it already be so hot? She would never get used to this heat.
He tucked her hand into his elbow, and they walked up to a small boat with an enormous sail. It was old and didn’t look safe next to the dock, let alone to sail on the river. Conner climbed aboard and then reached back for her.
“I’m pretty sure this thing is going to sink.” She peered over the edge of the dock. She’d always heard that crocodiles inhabited the Nile.
Conner gave her a crooked grin. “You really think I’d be on here if I thought that? Egyptians have been sailing these things for thousands of years. It won’t sink.”
“It looks thousands of years old. Are you sure this one wasn’t