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Her pulse may have tripled. “I might.” But her father would be sending someone. Which means it could be anyone, at any time. She took a deep breath. “But I don’t think my father would deal with this very well.” She motioned between them.

His lips twitched. “Yeah, I can see how things could get awkward.” The hotel loomed up ahead.

“How long will you be here?”

He gave her a quick glance. “A week or so, at least.”

A week. That should be plenty of time to visit with Oz. “Once I clear things up with my father, I’ll have a better idea of what’s happening.”

Rio pulled up to the end of the line in front of the luxury hotel. The space around her heart tightened. She didn’t want the cars to move, just so she’d have a few more minutes with him.

“How about you give me a call when you’re free,” he suggested.

She bit her lip, wishing she knew when she’d see her father. “I’m not sure when I’ll be able to call.”

He put the car in park and turned to her, pulling off the sunglasses. “Let’s try for this weekend.” His gaze moved over her features. “If not, next week.” She nodded and leaned in to meet him in a kiss that was both possessive and promising. A car horn blared with impatience, breaking them apart. Rio looked over her shoulder. She followed his line of sight to find a doorman waiting patiently for them to finish. “Call me.”

She nodded and straightened in her seat. The door opened beside her. “Could you get my bag from the back?” The man moved away, and with one last lingering look at Rio, she stepped out of the SUV and closed the door.

Neither moved. She glanced back to see the line piling up and a doorman craning his neck to see what was delaying them. Slowly, she raised her hand and gave a little wave. She followed the doorman through the entrance and to the front desk without a conscious thought.

Confirming the room was for one person almost brought her to tears. The woman behind the desk gave her an understanding smile and assured her the bellhop would help her to her room. But when she turned, she found a familiar face headed in her direction.

“I was so worried.” Her brother, Leonard, wrapped his arms around her, practically sagging in relief.