After lunch, Jake took Leila and Emma ashore on the speedboat kept moored to the cruiser. Any excuse to get that thing out on open waters and let rip. He hoped she wouldn’t return with some crazy short hair, but what could he do? He had no right to say anything. He wasn’t her boyfriend, just her boss, and as much as he invaded her life at times, he knew where the boundaries lay.

They met the car and driver he had waiting at the port and handed Emma his credit card. His no-nonsense ...