anything more to do with her.
Problem was, that was a lie he wasn’t prepared to live with.
Chapter Two
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C armela hugged her shocked brother and tried to pretend that Sawyer wasn’t standing in the corner of the pub, just forty feet away. But he was, and the image of him was now seared into her brain.
Wearing his trademark black Stetson and at over six feet tall, he was impossible to miss. Combined with that white T-shirt that emphasized the rich brown of his skin and hugged every inch of his muscular torso and a pair of faded jeans that clung to his powerful thighs, he was mouthwatering.
She could feel the weight of his dark brown stare from clear across the room. The back of her neck tingled with an awareness she was determined to ignore but her stomach buzzed with nerves.
Ethan released her and stepped back with a grin. “What are you doing here?”
“She dragged me along for the ride,” Carmela said, throwing a pointed look at Marisol. Marisol had begged her to come to the pub, and to be fair, Marisol had no idea about the tension between her and Sawyer.
Carmela hadn’t said anything and was still ecstatic that Marisol and her brother had gotten together in the first place. So when he’d called home a week ago to inform her and her mom that they’d gotten engaged, they’d both started crying, thrilled that Ethan had chosen someone as awesome as Soli. Also, Carmela knew she was lucky to have a future sister-in-law she’d known for most of her life, let alone someone she genuinely adored.
Ethan blinked at her in surprise. “Really? You flew all the way to Seattle just to see me?”
“No, other way around,” Marisol laughed, winding an arm around his waist and resting her cheek on his chest as he hugged her close. Her brand new diamond engagement ring sparkled in the lights hanging above the bar. “She was flying here anyway, and since I knew you’d be here a couple more days I decided to tag along to surprise you.”
“You made my whole week.” Ethan squeezed his fiancée and threw Carmela a curious look. “So what did you come to Seattle for? Business?”
“No, I’m taking Mom on a cruise to Alaska. It was a last minute thing,” she added when her brother’s eyebrows shot up. “My company offered it to me on Wednesday as a reward for being their top pharmaceutical rep last month.” She shrugged. She’d been in a kind of funk lately over the whole Sawyer thing and hoped this would help get her out of it. “So I took it.”
“Wow, that’s awesome, Carm.”
“Yeah, Mom’s pretty excited.”
“What, and you’re not?”
Sawyer was still over there in by the pool table watching her, she could see him out of the corner of her eye. She refused to acknowledge him again. He’d already hurt her once and she wasn’t going to give him the opportunity to do it again. “I’m looking forward to a holiday and spending time with Mom one-on-one, but you know I don’t like being on a boat. I only accepted it because she’s always wanted to go on a cruise.”
He laughed. “Well this time your ‘boat’ is huge, so you’ll barely notice it moving. Are you going up the Inside Passage?”
“Yes. One way up to Anchorage, then we’re flying back.”
“Then you won’t have a problem with rough water or motion sickness for most of the cruise, since you’ll be in sheltered waters until you head out on the last leg to Anchorage. And the weather’s pretty good this time of year anyhow. You’ll be fine.”
“Yeah, it’ll be great.” Mostly she just hoped the Alaskan ports of call and spectacular scenery would help take her mind off her bruised heart so she could get back to being her happy self again. Because she’d felt anything but bubbly lately, and her friends and coworkers had noticed.
She’d been going nuts at home in Miami, coming back to an empty apartment every night, tormenting herself by remembering every detail about the man she’d stupidly gone