Everything But the Baby (Harlequin Superromance)
“That very night, Lincoln called Allison to say he’d arranged a Jet Ski tour that would begin at the marina the next afternoon and would include a stop at one of the spit’s islands for a sunset picnic.
Allison accepted, then called Mark immediately. She knew he’d be delighted. The tours were open to the public, usually about six riders at a time, which meant Mark could begin horning in on Lincoln’s romantic plans without having to devise anything complicated.
Allison and Lincoln were the first to arrive at the small white tent at the edge of the dock, where a weather-beaten guy—who was probably about forty but looked sixty—was taking money. As they approached, Allison slid a couple of hundreds into Lincoln’s hand. When he glanced at her, she smiled. “It’s only fair,” she said. “I did practically beg you to take me.”
He didn’t argue, of course. She stood deferentially behind him while he negotiated with the tour guide. A hand-lettered sign propped against the tent announced the prices a...nd she saw that she’d hugely overpaid.MoreLess
Allison accepted, then called Mark immediately. She knew he’d be delighted. The tours were open to the public, usually about six riders at a time, which meant Mark could begin horning in on Lincoln’s romantic plans without having to devise anything complicated.
Allison and Lincoln were the first to arrive at the small white tent at the edge of the dock, where a weather-beaten guy—who was probably about forty but looked sixty—was taking money. As they approached, Allison slid a couple of hundreds into Lincoln’s hand. When he glanced at her, she smiled. “It’s only fair,” she said. “I did practically beg you to take me.”
He didn’t argue, of course. She stood deferentially behind him while he negotiated with the tour guide. A hand-lettered sign propped against the tent announced the prices a...nd she saw that she’d hugely overpaid.MoreLess
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