Page 83 of How Good It Was (Excess All Areas 3)

“To relax,” he said, grabbing her again and pressing his lips to hers.

She let him, before pushing him away. “Luke,” she scolded. “We’re wasting precious minutes. Details.”

“Think boutique spa hotel right on the coast overlooking the water. Spain. Access to a beach. Pretty, like you.”

His compliment warmed her. “Ahh. Thank you. It’s so unexpected and I’m totally excited. I’m going to need a bag for the equipment.” She hurried around the other side of the bed and pulled her camera bag from beneath it. “Or maybe I should try to travel light. But then I could edit on the plane home and perhaps at night.”

“Will,” Luke said firmly. “I didn’t book this to stress you out or for you to spend three days working. Take some time off with me. Take photos and film if you must. But let’s just leave my music and your like-and-subscribes behind, yeah?”

It shouldn’t have been such a relief to hear that. The idea that she could just go and enjoy the trip. Yet, leaving her laptop behind made her feel itchy. Uncomfortable. “But what if I need access to something to do with Dad?”

“We call Iz, who has a key to my apartment, and she points her phone at the screen, and you walk her through how to send it.”

Maybe she could live with that.

“Twenty-eight minutes, flower, until Matt pulls up outside. I need to go pack, myself. Let me know if you need any help, okay?”

“Okay,” she said breathlessly. “Thank you.”

“My pleasure. I look forward to seeing you in a bikini.”

And he winked as he left the room.

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