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‘Is that near Toronto?’ I joked.

‘Yeah,’ he teased. ‘Just down the road.’ His smile widened and then a flicker of pain flashed across his face, but it was gone in a split second. ‘Mainly in Vancouver, and other places in British Columbia. But I did travel about, a lot. Have you ever been there?’

‘I’ve never been to Canada. No. But I’d love to go there one day.’

‘You should. It’s spectacular. Anyway. Why did you ask me about the sailing club?’

‘How would you feel about exchanging vows at sunset on the balcony?’

He raised his brows. And then clearly wished he hadn’t.

‘Is that a proposal?’

‘What? No!’ Heat rushed into my cheeks. ‘I meant I was asking for your opinion. For Adele and Marcus to exchange their vows. I’m having trouble finding a venue for the reception, and, having been there myself, and seen how wonderful the view is, I thought it might be a special place for them to exchange their vows. And you knew that’s what I meant didn’t you?’

‘I did. And I agree. That would be special. You don’t have a boyfriend, do you, Erin?’

‘What? No. Why?’

Now it wasn’t merely my face that was burning up. Something in his eyes was sending heat racing through my entire body. How could just a look … a flicker of something … make me feel like this?

He shrugged. ‘Just asking. I must go. I really do need to be somewhere. It was good to see you. You look lovely in that dress. Although from what I can recall, those pyjamas you were wearing last night were also rather fetching. And this is a first for us. I’m getting into my van unscathed.’

He smiled as he opened the door and climbed inside. He gave me a little wave by raising his hand in the air, and then he started his van, turned the steering wheel, and tooted his horn as I watched him drive away.

I beamed as I glanced down at my sundress, and then cringed as I remembered the PJs I was wearing last night. They were dotted with dancing flamingos, but they were also rather flimsy.

Oh well. I suppose it could’ve been worse. And as it was pitch black, save for the light from his torch, for most of the time we were together, he couldn’t have seen that much. I’d tightened the belt of my dressing gown by the time the power had come back on. And he did have a broken nose at the time, so I doubt that getting a good look at my body had been top of his list of priorities.