Page 5 of Falling for a SEAL


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Davis slid two folders embossed with metallic pink roses across the counter.“Here’s your scheduled itinerary for the week.Luckily, you’ve arrived just in time for tonight’s meet-and-greet in the Sauvignon Ballroom.”

Ugh.She’d hoped they’d be able to relax before she threw Darwin into the deep end of the pool, but that wasn’t an option.At least, they’d still have time to freshen up and change for the party.

Their rooms were located at the end of the hallway on the second floor.Katrina hadn’t ever stayed at the resort, so she’d never been in the guest rooms, but they were as luxurious as the rest of the place.In addition to the rich hardwood floor topped with a lush area rug, there was a gas fireplace, king-size bed, a comfortable looking couch, and an en-suite that was almost as big with a huge walk-in shower, jetted garden tub, and a vanity that covered one whole wall.But the cherry on top was the balcony looking out over the expansive vineyard.The view was breathtaking.

Maybe Darwin had the right idea.Maybe she should focus more on how beautiful the resort was for her sister’s wedding instead of on her father’s greed.

She and Darwin kept the connecting door between their rooms open so they could talk while they unpacked and got ready for the party, and from the way she caught him looking around the rooms, he thought their accommodations for the week were pretty sweet, too.

“What’s the dress code for the party tonight?”Darwin asked from his room, his voice loud enough to be heard over the water as he turned on the shower.

Katrina entertained herself with the image of Darwin stripping off his jeans and T-shirt before answering.Something told her he had a smoking hot body.

“A button-down and slacks with a sports jacket is fine,” she called out.

When Darwin didn’t answer, she assumed it was because he’d gotten in the shower.She didn’t even consider taking a shower herself.If her long hair even got the slightest bit damp from the humidity it would be a curly, frizzy mess.So, instead, she took out her straight iron and smoothed any flyaways, then touched up her makeup.

“So,” Darwin said, his voice closer to the connecting door now.

Katrina had been so focused on what she was doing she hadn’t heard the shower turn off.Was he still naked?Maybe still a little wet?

“Have you told your parents anything about me?”he asked.

She walked over to the closet and considered the dresses she’d brought, leaning toward a simple little black dress she decided would be perfect for the meet-and-greet.

“Actually, I haven’t told them anything about you,” she admitted, cringing a little at how weird that probably sounded.

“But they know I’m coming to the wedding with you, right?”he asked, concern obvious in his voice.

She slipped into the dress, smoothing it with her hands.“Not unless they asked my sister or looked at the guest list recently.When I saw Mom at Khloe’s bridal shower a few weeks ago, she asked if I was bringing anyone to the wedding and I told her I wasn’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because at the time, it was true,” she said as she put on a pair of strappy platform sandals.“I only asked you to be my plus-one a week ago.”

“Oh.”

She waited for Darwin to say more, but he fell silent.If she didn’t know better, she’d think he was nervous about meeting her parents.She had no idea why.She hadn’t been worried about their approval since moving to San Diego and becoming a nanny.Then again, he didn’t know that.

“What would you like me to say when they ask about how long we’ve been dating?”

Darwin’s voice sounded even closer than before, and Katrina turned to see him leaning against the frame of the door between their rooms.His dark hair was still wet from the shower, and he was buttoning his shirt, looking better than any man had a right to.Did she mention a chiseled jaw with the perfect amount of stubble was a real turn-on?

What had he asked her again?

Oh, right.

“You can tell them that we’ve been seeing each other for the past few months,” she said, checking herself in the mirror one more time, turning this way and that, catching the approving look on Darwin’s face as she did.She turned to face him.“I mean, I don’t think they need to know this is essentially our first date.Do you?”

“Not if you don’t.”His mouth curved.“You look beautiful, by the way.”

Katrina smiled.“You look pretty good yourself.”

Darwin returned her gaze for a moment, the smolder there making her pulse skip a beat.Then he grabbed his jacket and shrugged into it before walking over and offering his arm.

“Shall we?”he asked, grinning broadly.

Something told her the gentlemanly gesture wasn’t something he usually did, and it made her feel special.