Page 17 of Carolina Breeze


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He rolled his eyes at his sisters. “She knows we know.”

Molly slumped. “Oh, thank God.”

“And even if she hadn’t, she would’ve known now. You two are about as transparent as plastic wrap.”

“I’m such a fan!” Molly said. “Can I hug you? Man, you don’t even need makeup; you’re so gorgeous.”

“Um, thank you...” Mia graciously accepted Molly’s hug.

“You were so awesome inInto the Deep! Your hair’s really grown out.” Molly lifted the honey strands that flowed past Mia’s shoulder.

“Molly,” Levi chided.

“Hey,” Molly said, staring closely at Mia’s face. “You have green eyes, not blue like you did in the movie.”

“Contacts,” Mia said.

“Pardon my sister,” Grace said. “She means well.”

Levi cleared his throat. “So listen, Mia would like to maintain her privacy while here, so of course I assured her we’ll be very discreet.”

“Of course!” Molly said. “That’s part of our job. We won’t tell a soul, will we, Grace?”

“Not a single word,” Grace agreed.

“And really,” Molly said, “you look so different from the way you looked in the movie. Grace actually recognized your voice before your face.”

Mia’s eyes toggled between the three of them. “Um, thank you. I appreciate your discretion.”

For an actress she had a transparent face, and right now she seemed overwhelmed and not a little wary.

“Why don’t we get these bags upstairs?” Levi ushered Mia toward the steps.

“It was nice to meet you,” Mia said as she headed up.

“Our pleasure!” Molly said. “Really, it was great meeting you. And if there’s anything we can do to make your stay more enjoyable, just let us know!”

On the turn to the second floor Levi gave Molly a look.Chill out.

What?her look said.

He followed Mia up the stairs, hoping his overenthusiastic sister hadn’t completely scared her off. But he forgot about Molly soon enough as he got caught in the sweet waft of Mia’s perfume. He dragged in a breath. Man, she smelled like heaven. And those jeans...

He directed his gaze to the stairs. The plastic bags crinkled as they continued upward.

“Your sisters seem... nice,” Mia said as they reached the top.

“You really don’t have anything to worry about. I know Molly seemed a little excited to meet you, but she’s the soul of discretion.”

“Good to know.”

It was a throwaway statement. But he’d done everything he could to assure her. He got it. Actions spoke louder than words.

Mia glanced around the hallway. “Is this a slow time of year for you or something?”

“What do you mean?”

“I haven’t seen any other guests. Not that I’m complaining.”