"What's that?" asked Sally accepting the drink."Tomorrow we spend all day at my home island and town, and I get the day off. My male family members an... friends look to me to find one or two fun-loving white ladies who'd like to spend the day partying. We can make it an unforgettable experience for ladies with no hang-ups or inhibitions. So are you ladies game to come with me tomorrow?"Sally and Dawn looked at each other, giggled, and simultaneously answered "you're on". Dawn quickly calculated. ’ I didn’t like the sound of this, especially as it was really a demotion, and the place was at least a couple of days drive, much of it through mountain terrain with winding dirt roads. I started to protest, but the partner cut in. ‘Brendon, its this or your resignation. Look, the job will take two…three days at the most. The old girl has said you can stay at the house, and I don’t want to lose this contract because of what might follow.’ I looked at him quizzically. ‘Those hills have got lots. A few seconds later, her head was up. She reconnoitered, and settled on two potbellied, polyester playboys. After cupping a hand in front of her mouth for a breath check, Hannah leaned on the table between them and struck up a conversation. This wasn’t right. The whole plane crash ordeal was supposed to have changed Cheyenne back to Hannah. Tom wasn’t about to let her off the hook so easily. She owed him, and he was going to make her accountable. Unnoticed, Tom moved behind her, tapped her. ” “Is this a sexual tension thing? If I let you get into my pants will it help improve your mood?” Evan lifted his arms above his head, his eyes remaining on her while he indulged in a leisurely stretch. “Hmm… no. There are things I want to do to you but none of them would be enjoyable—not for you, anyway.” She hated the fact that she couldn’t stop her attention from drifting to the enticing vision of flat, taut belly revealed by his raised tank top. Her eyes followed the trail of dark hair.