hours, he’d already learned more about her than the people she worked next to all day, and had for the time she’d been in the DEA.
She looked out the window just as the captain came on the intercom and hit the seat-belt sign. They were coming in for a landing in Maui.
Let the games begin.
T HE DEA HAD GOTTEN THEM a suite located at the end of the hotel with close exits. Clothes were already hung in the closet for both of them.
Rio merely glanced at the standard two queen beds in the room. But the sight of the two beds disappointed her.
“You gotta love the DEA. They’re as good as Triple A.”
Max chuckled as he looked over the clothing, nodding at what he found. “Shorts and loud shirts. What else?”
Rio picked up the backpack she’d ordered and immediately started stuffing it with essentials.
“What are you doing?”
“I always have a flee bag in case I have to run.”
“I’m sure that comes in handy in some of the situations you’ve been in.”
“It has and has saved my life quite a few times. I’m going to change into a suit and go sit on the beach. I need to soak up some sun.”
He shrugged. “Sounds good. Are you hungry?”
She turned toward him. There was hunger there and it was all hot and heavy in his eyes. Hungry was an understatement.
She rolled her eyes. “No, not right now.” But his smile was one of pure fun and mischief, and she wished like hell it didn’t make her want to be just as mischievous in return. Wouldn’t it shock him if she sauntered over to the bed and simply took him down to the mattress for the next few hours? The images that immediately played through her now-feverish mind made her turn firmly toward the closet instead. She skimmed over the array of clothing hanging in front of her and had to give it to the DEA personnel who’d done the shopping. Everything she needed was there. She pulled out a sexy red bikini and rolled her eyes. Could they have been any more blatant? She headed to the bathroom to change. She did manage to pull herself together enough to pause before stepping inside.
She looked back at him. “I had a snack on the plane and it’s filled me right up.”
“Sure you don’t need help with the ribs?”
She smiled. “No, it’s nice and snug. You did such a good job in the airplane lavatory.”
He sighed and his eyes never left her until she closed the door.
She didn’t know whether to laugh or bang her head against the wall. If she thought it would knock some sense into her, she would have started banging away. But that amused and tempting look on his face only made her laugh.
“I learn fast.”
She jumped. His voice was close and only flimsy wood separated them.
“I wouldn’t expect anything less of a field agent.”
His laugh was rich, and deep, and so incredibly sexy she closed her eyes to keep from jerking the door open and having her way with him. She removed the pressure bandage around her ribs and breathed deeply. Okay, still a little sore, but not bad. The bruises weren’t pretty, but they’d begun to fade. She quickly pulled on the red bikini and the white eyelet cover-up. Now this was an outfit that would entice him. The eyelet framed her generous breasts and the hem came down to the tops of her thighs.
She slipped her feet into a pair of black flip-flops, and then looked in the mirror. She looked pale and drawn. Sun would really help to revitalize her. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had a vacation. Consumed with her job of bringing down Fuentes, she’d neglected to take time to renew and regenerate. Well, these two weeks would serve as her vacation. She was in Hawaii with a delicious and delectable man. So, she had to give up a little bit of herself for the job. It would be easy with Max.
Her first instinct was to stay where she was to avoid the pull of him, but that would be detrimental to her mission. So, instead of remaining out of his line of sightand out of his reach, she approached him and