Three days later the ship docked in Acapulco.
“Oh, come on,” Mary Curran urged, “come ashore with Joe and me. He’s going scuba diving of all things, and I’d love some company while I spend all the money we saved by having this cruise comped.”
Laughing, Isobel shook her head and sat back on the sofa in the living room of Nick’s spectacular suite. “No, thanks. I think I’m going to stay aboard and relax.”
Mary sighed in defeat. “How you can relax when you’re staying in this suite with Nick Falconari is beyond me. Heck, I’ve been married for twenty years and just looking at the guy gives me hot flashes.”
Isobel knew just what her friend meant. For the past few days she and Nick had been practically in each other’s pockets. They’d spent nearly every minute together, and when they were here
