Free Falling From Grace by Alexx Andria

expensive?”
    “Lindy and her family own Larimar. When I needed a place to stay, they offered up a bungalow for a really cheap rate. At first I figured I’d just stay temporarily until I got my own place but honestly, I never wanted to leave. Private beach, home-cooked meals and good company — it’s heaven on earth.”
    “That’s a pretty sweet deal,” she murmured in agreement as they pulled into the upscale resort and climbed from the Jeep. Wow. This was something else. Like something out of a movie, she thought as they walked into an airy lobby and Miles extended a breezy, familiar hello to the thin, pretty woman behind the counter.
    “Hello sweetness,” he said, pressing a quick kiss on the woman’s cheek. “Did I miss anything good?”
    “You’ve only been gone two days,” she reminded him then brightened saying, “Oh! But I think I’ve deciphered some of the twins’ secret language.” Her gaze shifted to Dani with curiosity. “And who’s your friend?”
    “My name’s Danielle St. Claire,” she answered, bypassing Miles and saving him from an awkward introduction. “You have a lovely resort.”
    “Thank you! We seem to think so, too. Will you be needing a room or will you be staying with Miles?”
    This time Miles answered, “She’ll be staying with me” but before the woman could ask more questions, he grinned and started walking again, forcing Dani to hurry and follow. They passed through double doors to a walkway behind the resort that lead to a series of detached bungalows and all Dani could do was stare in wonder.
    “Unfreaking-believable. You live in paradise.”
    “Yep.” Miles went to the last one and used his key. The door opened up to palm tree printed canvas and rattan furniture, big open windows that let in all that wonderful Caribbean air, and a sweet little kitchen with all the amenities.
    “Whoa. No wonder you never wanted to leave,” she said, wandering around, taking it all in. She probably should’ve waited until invited but she wanted to see every inch of his place and walked into his bedroom, gasping at the gorgeous California King bed with the mosquito netting draped along the four-poster frame. Oh heaven…why was it so easy to imagine doing terribly dirty things to each other on that bed? Tie me up, tie me down …her cheeks flared with heat and she turned away abruptly just as Miles followed her. She hustled away from him and poked her head into the master bathroom and actually squealed a little when she saw the open air shower. “Are you freaking kidding me?” she exclaimed, rushing to the beautiful shower and stepping inside. Climbing foliage created a sufficient wall to prevent prying eyes and the entire shower was made with natural stone that was smooth beneath her feet. “I am so showering in this amazing thing,” she told him without apology. “I’ve always dreamed of using an open air shower. Feels very Tarzan and Jane, you know?”
    He laughed and pulled her from the shower. “At first it feels weird but you get used to it,” he told her and they walked back to the bedroom area. It was then she realized it was a one-bedroom bungalow and she knew that was what he was going to address next. “Okay, so here’s the deal, I will take the couch and you can take the bed. So no worries about anything inappropriate going on.”
    “Who said I was worried?” she asked, almost coyly with a hint of playfulness to test the waters. He gave her a stern look and she nodded, dialing it back. “Thank you. I know how uncomfortable this must be for you.”
    “It’s…” he exhaled as if not quite sure how to respond. “It’s not that it’s uncomfortable but it’s a bit awkward. We haven’t been in the same room together, much less slept within the same twenty feet, in over a year and the last time we spoke, it wasn’t as if our break up was amicable.”
    “I know. That’s why I want you to know that I appreciate everything you’re doing. I really