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Josie picked up the scotch and touched his glass. They
grinned at one another. It was a better start than their first one.
He took a drink, smacked his lips, and looked directly at her.
“Now, in all seriousness. Are you well, or do I need to call
for a physician?” Stephen asked.
“I’m good, really. I’ll be a little sore tomorrow,” Josie
answered. “And I do appreciate the help.”
“Least I could do.” He downed another generous portion of
his drink. “I’ve got a tow going out to where you went over.
We’ll get it all sorted out, but I’m not sure you should get back
on the road. Wouldn’t want you to hit anyone else.” Before
Josie could point out that she believed he hit her, Stephen
called: “Anuhea. Aolani. Get your lovely arses in gear,
darlings. The show starts early tonight. You must dance as
never before.”
“It’s raining, Stephen,” Anuhea complained sweetly.
“It won’t be when the curtain goes up. Go on, now,
sweeties.” He shooed them away, continuing his discourse
seamlessly with Josie. “You get to know the weather patterns.
I can tell to within ten minutes when it will clear. Not many
can do that. And, you, where do you hail from?”
“Hermosa Beach. It’s a small town in Southern California.”
“Ah, I’m not a fan of Los Angeles, but I do like Big Sur.
Lovely place.”
“You’ve never seen Hermosa. You wouldn’t even know it
was close to L.A.,” Josie said and took a sip of her beer.
“Look, I appreciate your hospitality and your help with the car,
but I really need to get back to my hotel. It looks like you and
your ladies have some plans tonight, so if you could call me a
cab I’d appreciate it.”
“You’re here alone? No husband waiting for you?” Stephen
raised a brow.
“Not with me. My fiancé is in California. “