Tuesday Tales: Just Watch Me - Part 5

 

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This week's prompt is "WINE".  With that being said, we'll continue where our tale left off (click here to find the other parts)... and finally see what happens when a certain hunky lawman catches up with his prey...

Just Watch Me: Part Five

Taking a deep breath, Thea clenched her purse in her hand. The deep scarlet sundress she’d purchased on whim now seemed rather dowdy compared to the flamboyant and somewhat brazen off the shoulder peasant blouses and long flowing multi-hued skirts of other guests. Watching an ebony beauty walk by in such a get up had Thea heading back up to her room to change. What had she been thinking? 

“Damn, Thea, you look marvelous.” 

Adam’s voice startled her out of her thoughts. Smiling up at him, she took a deep breath. “Thanks. You don’t clean up too bad yourself.” She took in his crème colored slacks and midnight blue short sleeved shirt. 

“These old duds? They are comfortable and shouldn’t get me tossed out on my ear.” Offering her his arm, he guided them to the entryway of the dining-room. “I don’t know about you but I’m famished. Keith ran me ragged after you left. I’d forgotten how much energy boys have.” 

“Yes, I know. Just imagine trying to contain that kind of energy in a library setting.” 

“You don’t look like a librarian I’ve ever seen.” 

She laughed as she sat down in the proffered chair. “I assure you, I am a librarian. I’ve worked in the library in my hometown since I was a young girl. Last fall when Miss Altopher retired, I took over her spot as Head Librarian.” 

He nodded before he sat down across from her. “Well if my head librarian had looked like you, I’d have definitely spent more time in the library.” 
She settled in and watched as he ordered their meal in perfect Portuguese. “Dare I ask what you just ordered for me?” she asked after the waiter had left. 

“Live dangerously, Thea. I won’t steer you wrong. So you’re a librarian. Tell me a little more about yourself. If I had to guess I would say you’re from the Midwest?” 

She fidgeted. “Iowa to be exact and there’s not much to tell. I decided I needed to get away for awhile and took a vacation.” Deciding a change in the conversation, she took a sip of the wine the waiter had poured for her. “So other than running your clinic what else do you do down here in paradise?” 

Leaning back he smiled at her. “Someone’s trying to avoid talking about herself, but I’ll play along. When I’m not at the clinic I surf and laze around on the beach.” 

Her expression brightened at the thought of seeing him riding a wave. “You surf? Could you teach me?” 

He leaned back in his chair and stared at her, his expression thoughtful. “You promise to not take advantage of me in the process?”

She flushed. “Well I can’t promise to keep my hands to myself but I think your virtue is safe.” 

“Hmm, I think I can take the risk. What time do you want me to pick you up tomorrow?”

Licking her lips, she couldn’t believe she was going to do this. For a moment she wondered what Zeke would say about her going off with a strange man. With determination she pushed the thought away. She was here to experience life for once and not worry about what Mr. St.John thought. 

“How about nine?” Nibbling on her lip she wondered if was too early for him. 

“No, it’s perfect. We’ll have a bit of a drive. I don’t surf at Arpoador . It’s much too crowded. We’ll go up to Barra da Tijuca. It’s where I normally surf at and it’s usually just locals. Not to mention with Carnaval starting tomorrow night we’ll have the surf pretty much to ourselves.” 

A bit of unease filled her but she pushed it away. “Ah…okay.” 

“No it’s not okay!” The deep growl behind her had her freezing. Closing her eyes, she prayed for patience as a pair of warm hands landed on her bare shoulders. She had to be hearing things. Hell, she had to be feeling things. There was no way Ezekiel St.John had followed her to Rio, but the speculation on Adam’s face as he took in the man behind her had her ready to crawl into a hole. 

TO BE CONTINUED....

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