Page 29 of Risks of Temptation
"Oh. What else did it say?"
Should say Emilia Salazar, sexiest woman alive.
"Emilia Salazar. Thirty-five. You teach English to Spanish-speaking children virtually. The only family member is your sister, Naomi. No husband."
She quietly asks, "Is that all it said?"
My stomach drops. "Did they leave off your boyfriend?"
Her head jerks back, and her eyes widen. "I don't have one."
Thank God.
"How is that possible?"
Her face reddens. "I meant, I sound like the most boring person on earth."
"They don't normally list hobbies," I tease.
She twists her fingers and peers at the river. "I am boring. My only hobbies are yoga and reading books."
"That's not boring."
She tilts her head, like she doesn't believe me.
"I like to read. I'll do yoga with you."
Naked. With your sexy little body and mine in the plow pose.
Dirty old man.
She hesitates then gingerly squeezes my biceps. "I don't think you got these from yoga."
My blood buzzes more intensely. "Tell you what, ma belle. Go to the bathroom. When you're done, let's do some yoga."
Her lips twitch. "Are you serious?"
"Yep. Show me what you can do." I dig in my bag and hand her a roll of toilet paper. "Forgot to give you this. Yell when you want to come back."
I stroll back to the tent. Axel and Hunter are making pancakes on the fire. I keep my eyes on Emilia, wondering again how she ended up on Santiago's radar. Naomi has valuable information that could hurt Santiago. Emilia could serve as a weapon for him to use against Naomi, but why didn't we get info on Emilia before I got on the plane in France?
Andre and Naomi come out, and he points her in the direction where Emilia is.
"Morning," Andre booms.
"Andre. What are the plans today?"
"Our window is in..."he glances at his watch, "about forty hours."
Forty hours? Why so long?
"Where are we dropping the women off?" I ask.
"Naomi is going to the U.S. We haven't been given instructions on the others yet."
What the hell is going on?I cross my arms. "Hmmm."
"What's that mean?"
