Page 2 of Risky Move

He took the hand she offered. “Happy to meet you.”

“Andrew’s brother?” When he nodded, she added, “I should have recognized you from Caryn’s photo. You and Andrew look alike.” Her heart skipped a beat when he smiled.

“Shall we retrieve your luggage? Or did you travel light?” Tom gestured to her backpack.

“I may have packed a few things. Just a ‘couple’ of suitcases.” She met the cinnamon-brown eyes, noticing the sparks of gold that outlined the pupils. “Eh…there wouldn’t be an Apple Store on the way back?”

“You’re in luck. Yes, we’ll pass an Apple Store. Maybe they can replace your screen while we grab lunch?”

“That sounds wonderful.” Something about this man caused Cassie to feel like the sun had just burst through the clouds after a prolonged, incessant Vancouver rain.Spending my gap year in Tampa? Possibly the best decision ever.

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Tom glanced at Cassie as she watched bag after bag emerge from the baggage carousel.Did Lauren mention her age? Know for sure she didn’t tell me her niece is drop-dead gorgeous. Or an adult. She’s not a giddy teenager.He could see a slight resemblance to Lauren, but that’s because he already knew the relationship. Instead of auburn hair like Lauren, Cassie’s light brown hair featured soft pink highlights near her face and darker rose where the thick hair fell past her shoulders. Hazel eyes hinted playfulness, and her taller-than-average athletic figure suggested an interest in a variety of sports. Runner? Tennis? Swimmer? The tight jeans and form-fitting cotton top captured not only his attention but also that of almost every man who passed.

Tom followed when Cassie moved closer to the conveyer belt and asked which suitcase to grab.Make that suitcases.He pulled three bags from the carrousel, then glanced at her. “Any more?”

“Nope,” Cassie laughed. “Remember, I had to pack for a year.”

“Hope Lauren mentioned that Tampa only has two seasons…warm and hot.”

“Oh, I hope so! I hate cold and rainy weather. Though, I may have packed a few sweaters and a jacket, just in case.”

Tom reached for the two larger suitcases and asked Cassie if she could handle the roll-along bag.

“I managed all three when I checked in,” Cassie said with a smile as she grabbed the handle and pulled the bag behind her.

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While Cassie completed the paperwork for her phone’s screen replacement, Tom contacted Lauren and Caryn to let them know the reason for the delay. Cassie met him at the entrance to the Apple Store.

“They said it’ll take about an hour. Is that a problem, Tom? I can ask Lauren to bring me to pick it up later.”

She watched Tom glance at his watch. “No trouble. Just enough time to get lunch. Both Lauren and Caryn said for you to take your time and don’t worry.” His slow smile made Cassie’s heart twitch a bit. “Ready to dine like a local?”

“Absolutely, if you explain the local delicacies.” Tom pressed his palm against her lower back as he guided her through the busy mall.

Could my luck get any better?Met at the airport by a gorgeous man and now getting my first taste of Florida cuisine. Sweet! Welcome to Tampa, Cassie Johnson. Hope it’s a sign of a great year to come.

Tom took her to a charming, small restaurant that he said had a typical Florida vibe. One glance around the diner-like setup and Cassie approved of the atmosphere.

“Counter or booth?” The hostess approached them, menus in hand.

Cassie saw Tom look to her for an answer. “Whichever you prefer. I’m sleep-deprived and shouldn’t make important decisions.” She heard Tom’s quiet chuckle as he led her to an empty booth.

“Then, I hope where to sit is the most important decision you need to make today, Cassie.” Tom’s eyes reflected the teasing tone.

“Works for me.” She smothered a laugh as the hostess handed them menus and took their drink orders.

“What do you recommend?” Cassie asked, scanning the menu. “I’ve never heard of some of these…hush puppies? Shrimp with grits? Dolphin burger? Tell me Floridians don’t eat those amazing creatures I hope to swim among one day?”

“Definitely not,” Tom assured her with a smile. “This is the dolphin fish—sometimes called Mahi Mahi. Different species from dolphins—the mammals—you see in movies and on TV.” He met her eyes. “The fish chowder’s my favorite—you could try that with hush puppies if you’re okay with fish?”

“I’m feeling adventurous…sounds wonderful. You going to tell me about hush puppies?”

“That’s a great surprise. I think you’ll enjoy them with honey butter. Did you know several places offer swimming with dolphins in central Florida?”

“I hope I can experience that while I’m here.” Cassie paused for a moment. “But not in one of those concrete pools. I can’t stand the thought of them in captivity.”

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