Page 78 of The Vacation Mix-Up
“What’s so good about this Blue Lagoon?”
“It’s a geothermal pool with healing properties.”
“I have nothing to heal.”
“Nonsense. Weallhave something to heal. Our bodies, minds—” She pauses, her eyes landing somewhere beyond my shoulder. “—hearts and souls.”
Skeptical that a pool of water can cure the broken parts of me, I thank her anyway. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.” Riles gathers her bag. “My charter isn’t until ten, so if you want, we can wander around the village together, unless?—”
“Sounds good.”
“Great!” She grins. “Are you ready to go?”
“I am. I just need my passport. Which reminds me… what’s the code to the safe?”
Her grin falters. “You don’t need it. I got your passport out for you last night. It’s in the drawer of your bedside table.”
“Thanks.” I retrieve it and slide it into my jacket pocket. “But I’m still going to need the code.”
“Why?” she snaps.
Confused and a little taken aback, I frown. “Because I’m not keeping my passport in the bedside table.”
“Just give it to me, and I’ll put it in the safe.”
“No. Just give me the code.”
“No.”
“Riles, this is my room too.”
“I know, but…”
I tap my foot, waiting for her to elaborate.
“I have something precious in there.”
“Okay. Care to explain what that is exactly?”
“No. It’s none of your business.”
Facepalming, I groan and then drag my hand through my hair. “Just tell me. I’m not going to steal it. Fuck, who do you take me for?”
“I know you’re not going to steal it.”
“Then tell me the damn code!”
“No!”
Taking a deep breath, I’m ready to lose my shit but rein it in, because I did lose her swimsuit. “Fine!”
“Good.”
I grit my teeth. “Good.”
chapter thirteen
