flight?" Hatcher looked away from the woman he'd called… Paradise ? and stared into Jake's eyes. Jake cringed. "You didn't happen to meet my good friend Jake, did you?
Di turned several shades of pink. “Please don’t call me that. I go by Di.”
Damn!
Hatcher started to laugh and she went from pink to red.
Hatcher examined Jake's face for evidence of why she might be embarrassed by the seemingly innocent question.
Jake didn't know how he'd done it, but evil Boyd Hatcher had managed to get the upper hand. Again. Somehow Boyd must have orches trated the whole sordid event. Lord only knew how, but Jake had his cock in Paradise because he’d been set up.
Jake didn't wait for his baggage. Hatcher probably had a camera crew hiding somewhere waiting to pounce at the opportune moment. "Stay the hell away from me, Boyd."
CHAPTER 2
Di had no idea what just happened. It was clear her new employer and the man she'd had sex with didn't like each other.
"So you met Jake Forman on the plane. How delightful for you. At one time Jake and I were the best of friends. Super guy."
Boyd Hatcher’s words didn’t ring true. "He sat next to me, but we didn't really talk much at all. He doesn't even know my name."
"Huh, strange. I got a different impression. Jake seemed disappointed to see me with you. We're neighbors and rivals now. Our friendship has gone by the wayside, but I still have hope of restoring it."
That made no sense to Di. "Rivals? But your books are nothing alike."
Boyd Hatcher's brown eyes narrowed with a flash of anger so brief, Di questioned if she'd really seen it. Had she just insulted the man? One wrote fiction and the other non-fiction. Both were revered in their chosen genre.
"Where are your baggage claim tickets?" Mr. Hatcher held his hand toward her expectantly. Di pulled the airline folder from the front of her bag and handed it to him. Mr. Hatcher handed off her claim ticket to a person dressed in an airline uniform hovering nearby. "Sam will bring your bags to the car. Let's not waste time. I have instructions for you before I leave."
Sure enough, the employee had Sam on his nametag. Was this an indication of what a small world the island was? "Of course, Mr. Hatcher."
"Boyd," he said almost snappishly, but he gave her a warm smile. "I insist you call me Boyd."
He had told her to call him Boyd when she'd interviewed for the job, but it didn't seem proper. "Sorry, Boyd."
"My car is parked out front." Mr. Hatcher...Boyd...didn't wait for a reply. He took off in the same direction Jake Forman had gone only minutes before.
Di tried to keep up. "When will you be leaving?"
Boyd jerked to a halt. "Shh, someone might overhear you."
"Sorry."
"It's important that no one knows I've left the island. I want the element of surprise on my side." He looked over his shoulder in both directions, as though he feared someone heard them speaking. And then he took off again.
Di tried not to allow his dramatic flare to dampen her enthusiasm. This was the chance of a lifetime, a vacation in a beautiful is land home. She didn't get Boyd Hatcher, however, she wasn't about to let little things get in her way.
Boyd motioned her closer. "I didn't expect Jake to arrive until tomorrow. What a coincidence you flew in on the same plane. Did you talk about his art collection?"
"I think I've already mentioned we didn't converse with one another."
"Right. ” He searched her face as if he doubted her. “When you give your lecture on Raduski, I believe you'll run into him again. He has several pieces and is interested in purchasing more."
"Several pieces? Do you know which ones?"
"A local paper did an article about his collection. I may have kept a copy if you’re that curious."
Di knew immediately he was hiding something. May have kept a copy? Why he was being so evasive. "Will you be back in time to attend my lecture?"
"I should be there if all goes as planned. I wouldn't miss it." He paused a second to laugh and
Di turned several shades of pink. “Please don’t call me that. I go by Di.”
Damn!
Hatcher started to laugh and she went from pink to red.
Hatcher examined Jake's face for evidence of why she might be embarrassed by the seemingly innocent question.
Jake didn't know how he'd done it, but evil Boyd Hatcher had managed to get the upper hand. Again. Somehow Boyd must have orches trated the whole sordid event. Lord only knew how, but Jake had his cock in Paradise because he’d been set up.
Jake didn't wait for his baggage. Hatcher probably had a camera crew hiding somewhere waiting to pounce at the opportune moment. "Stay the hell away from me, Boyd."
CHAPTER 2
Di had no idea what just happened. It was clear her new employer and the man she'd had sex with didn't like each other.
"So you met Jake Forman on the plane. How delightful for you. At one time Jake and I were the best of friends. Super guy."
Boyd Hatcher’s words didn’t ring true. "He sat next to me, but we didn't really talk much at all. He doesn't even know my name."
"Huh, strange. I got a different impression. Jake seemed disappointed to see me with you. We're neighbors and rivals now. Our friendship has gone by the wayside, but I still have hope of restoring it."
That made no sense to Di. "Rivals? But your books are nothing alike."
Boyd Hatcher's brown eyes narrowed with a flash of anger so brief, Di questioned if she'd really seen it. Had she just insulted the man? One wrote fiction and the other non-fiction. Both were revered in their chosen genre.
"Where are your baggage claim tickets?" Mr. Hatcher held his hand toward her expectantly. Di pulled the airline folder from the front of her bag and handed it to him. Mr. Hatcher handed off her claim ticket to a person dressed in an airline uniform hovering nearby. "Sam will bring your bags to the car. Let's not waste time. I have instructions for you before I leave."
Sure enough, the employee had Sam on his nametag. Was this an indication of what a small world the island was? "Of course, Mr. Hatcher."
"Boyd," he said almost snappishly, but he gave her a warm smile. "I insist you call me Boyd."
He had told her to call him Boyd when she'd interviewed for the job, but it didn't seem proper. "Sorry, Boyd."
"My car is parked out front." Mr. Hatcher...Boyd...didn't wait for a reply. He took off in the same direction Jake Forman had gone only minutes before.
Di tried to keep up. "When will you be leaving?"
Boyd jerked to a halt. "Shh, someone might overhear you."
"Sorry."
"It's important that no one knows I've left the island. I want the element of surprise on my side." He looked over his shoulder in both directions, as though he feared someone heard them speaking. And then he took off again.
Di tried not to allow his dramatic flare to dampen her enthusiasm. This was the chance of a lifetime, a vacation in a beautiful is land home. She didn't get Boyd Hatcher, however, she wasn't about to let little things get in her way.
Boyd motioned her closer. "I didn't expect Jake to arrive until tomorrow. What a coincidence you flew in on the same plane. Did you talk about his art collection?"
"I think I've already mentioned we didn't converse with one another."
"Right. ” He searched her face as if he doubted her. “When you give your lecture on Raduski, I believe you'll run into him again. He has several pieces and is interested in purchasing more."
"Several pieces? Do you know which ones?"
"A local paper did an article about his collection. I may have kept a copy if you’re that curious."
Di knew immediately he was hiding something. May have kept a copy? Why he was being so evasive. "Will you be back in time to attend my lecture?"
"I should be there if all goes as planned. I wouldn't miss it." He paused a second to laugh and
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