He remembered me?
I typed.
Delores: You remember me?
A few seconds later, he responded.
Tate: I saw you looking over at me in the lobby a few days ago, but I haven’t seen you since. How is that possible? This place isn’t that big. Where did you disappear to?
He had to mention that I’d been checking him out that day? Even if it was true, it sucks that he noticed.
Delores: Apparently, it’s big enough if we haven’t run into each other since.
Tate: I have to admit, I’m relieved.
Delores: Why is that?
Tate: I thought you were a lot younger. When I saw you were 29 on the profile, it was an easy swipe.
Crap. Guilt set in as I typed.
Delores: I guess that makes us seven years apart.
Or seventeen. Details.
Tate: Are you here at Midnight Key alone? I assumed you were with someone.
Delores: All by my lonesome. How about you?
Tate: I’m here alone as well.
Bracing myself, I decided to make the first move.
Delores: Do you want to meet up?
Tate: Absolutely. Where would you like to meet?
Shit was getting real. This guy could easily overpower me, and I had to look out for my safety, at least until I got to know him.
Delores: The kiddie pool.
Tate: LOL. The kiddie pool?
Delores: Yup. I have no idea who you are. So I’d prefer a safe place.
Tate: Ah. OK then. Smart. Can’t fault you for that. Kiddie pool it is.
Delores: Want to say half an hour?
Tate: Sounds good to me. See you then.
Holy crap.This is really happening.
Chapter 2
BLAIR
Not wanting to seem too eager, I decided to show up at the kiddie pool five minutes late. Wearing a black mesh cover-up over my pink bikini, I walked slowly toward where I was supposed to be meeting Tate.
