four-wheel-drive parked in front of the hotel. A motorcycle was strapped to a rack at the back of it. Now, that was a vehicle made for adventure.
She hurried inside. The meeting with the archeologists was in ten minutes, and she didn’t want to be late. Inside, the air was cooler, and she took a second to enjoy it against her skin.
“Did you follow me?”
The deep voice had her glancing up…into familiar blue eyes.
“No.” She frowned. “Did you follow me?”
Tall-rugged-and-knew-it crossed his arms over his chest. “Sorry, sweetheart, I’m staying here. Actually, I’m meeting the team I’m working with in a few minutes.”
Security specialist. Her stomach turned over. Great . “Not the Angkor Archeological Project.”
His gaze sharpened, dropping to her camera then back to her face. “You’re Daniela Navarro.”
She frowned. “How do you know my name?”
“I know you’re the photographer for the AAP. And I’m the new security specialist.”
“Oh.” That was all Dani could manage.
“I’m Callum Ward. Treasure Hunter Security.” He held out a hand. “This is the part where we act politely and you pretend you can work with a ‘man like me.’”
“You were just itching to say that, weren’t you?”
“Yep.”
Dani settled her camera around her neck and held back a wince. Steeling herself, she thrust her hand into his. His palm was large and callused. After a quick shake, he just kept holding her hand.
“Well, Mr. Ward. Welcome to the adventure.”
His thumb brushed over her wrist, and the move sent a tingle up her arm. Strange . She tried to pull her hand back.
He refused to let it go. “Call me Cal.”
She gave her hand a hard tug. “And I’m Dani.”
“But Daniela is so much prettier.”
“And so much longer. Are you going to let go of my hand?”
He smiled at her. “When I’m ready. I can’t place your accent, Dani.”
“I was raised mostly in the US. But my father is Portuguese.”
“ Fala portuguese ?”
“ Sim .” Curiosity winged through her. “Your accent is very good.”
Cal smiled. And damn if it didn’t make that already attractive face more compelling. “I speak five languages, thanks to my previous employment.”
She let her gaze drift down his body. “I’m guessing military, or an agent of some description.”
His brows winged up. “How the hell would you know that?”
“I take pictures of people for a living. I’m good at reading things about them from what they look like, how they move.”
He inclined his head. “Navy SEAL.”
Special Forces. He might be a handsome man with a good deal of charm, but it also sounded like he was no superficial player. You didn’t make the SEAL teams without a hell of a lot of skill and grit.
“But now, I do private security.” A faint smile on his lips. “Although I know that doesn’t impress you much.”
She blinked, connecting the dots. “Ward. I had the pleasure of meeting your mother once.”
Cal’s smile widened. “Oh. I bet that was an experience.”
It had been. Persephone Ward was a tiny woman with a huge personality. Dani eyed Cal, unable to believe the small, energetic treasure hunter with the big reputation had given birth to this hard, dangerous, sexy man. “It was on an expedition in Brazil. She was amazing.”
Cal’s face softened. “Mom has that effect on people.”
“Mr. Ward?”
The crisp British accent made Dani smile. “Here comes Dr. Oakley.”
They both turned and saw the archeologist hurrying into the hotel lobby.
He offered Cal a polite smile and held out his hand. “I see you’ve met Dani.”
Dani watched the men shake hands. They couldn’t have been more different. The older, reserved man of study, and the younger, edgier man of action. She wanted to take a picture of them, but ignored the itch.
“Welcome to Cambodia,” Dr. Oakley said. “Actually, Dani only arrived yesterday as well, and it’s a pleasure to have you joining our team. With help from