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“Me too,” Lexie said with a relieved sigh.
“I want you to meet my parents. And my brother and sister. I want to marry you on the beach in a laid-back, simple ceremony.”
She grinned. “And if I want a huge formal shindig?”
Midas stared at her, as if trying to figure out if she was serious or not. She held the serious look as long as possible before grinning.
“That was mean,” he said with a pout.
“I know, sorry. I don’t want something huge,” she reassured him. “The beach thing sounds amazing. If your folks don’t like me, is that a deal breaker?” she asked nervously.
“You have nothing to worry about. They’re gonna like you,” Midas told her. “They already do. You know my mom’s been bugging me to give her a time when she can come out and visit.”
Lexie snuggled into his chest and sighed. “I’ll move in,” she told him. “I mean, the view is much better here than in my apartment.”
Midas snorted. “I’m being used for my view,” he said under his breath.
“Well, that, and I love you to distraction,” Lexie told him. “You think Theo’s gonna like living in Barbers Point?” Shit, now she was doing it, changing subjects on a whim. Midas was rubbing off on her.
He chuckled as if he knew what she was thinking. “I think he’s gonna love it.”
Midas had worked with Baker to find a tiny one-room apartment for Theo to live in He’d always have a roof over his head and wouldn’t have to worry about rent. Lexie wasn’t a millionaire, but she’d saved up a nice nest egg after years of free lodgings, thanks to Food For All. She wouldn’t have a problem paying the rent for the small space for Theo. After learning he’d dragged himself across the floor to try to help her, even while the knife was still sticking out of his back, she’d do anything for the man.
She wished she could get him psychological help, but Theo had lived on his own on the streets for too long to be cooped up in a hospital. So she’d done what she could by providing him a safe place to sleep at night. The room wasn’t far from where Food For All’s new building was located, and Lexie would be able to see him every day.
“Love you, Lex.”
“Love you back, Midas.”
His hand shifted under her shirt and began to rub her bare back, and just like that, thoughts of Theo, Midas’s parents, and even what she’d been planning to make for dinner flew out of her head.
She wanted Midas. Bad.
After she’d gotten out of the hospital, he’d been reluctant to initiate any sexy times, but Lexie hadn’t had any problem convincing him that she was completely healed.
Sitting up and straddling his waist, Lexie scooted forward until she could feel his hard cock between his legs. Without a word, she reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head.
Midas smiled, palmed her ass, and leaned forward to nuzzle her breasts.
Yeah, it was safe to say she was one hundred percent happy.
* * *
Kenna Madigan did her best not to sound like an out-of-shape hippo as she ran near the Ala Moana Park, toward the Magic Island Lagoon. It was at the end of a piece of land across from the Ala Wai Boat Harbor. It was early, but there were other people out exercising like she was. Kenna didn’t love running, but it was the best way to keep in shape, and to keep the Malasadas she loved so much from adding forty pounds to her average-sized frame.
This was a rare morning off for her, and she’d decided to get out into the Hawaiian sunshine and enjoy the day.
She was thinking about the errands she needed to get to before her waitressing shift at Duke’s, not paying much attention to what was going on around her, when something to her right caught her eye. It was hard to figure out what she was looking at, but as she got closer, her eyes widened in horror.
A body was floating in the ocean, just on the other side of the lagoon!
It was a man. She knew that much from the size. He was wearing some sort of black wet suit and was face down, bobbing up and down.
Looking around, Kenna didn’t see anyone else nearby. Certainly no one seemed concerned that someone was drowning.
Without thinking twice, Kenna sprinted around the edge of the lagoon. She peered down into the dark water and saw that the man hadn’t moved. Immediately, she toed off her tennis shoes and whipped her tank top over her head. Wearing nothing but her socks, shorts, and sports bra, Kenna jumped into the ocean.
Unfortunately, but probably not surprisingly, she misjudged her leap into the water and instead of landing near the drowning man, she jumped right on top of him. Kenna wasn’t known for being the most graceful person. Most of her coworkers teased her for being clumsy.
