Saturday morning Shea awoke to a multitude of noises and voices drifting in through the open glass door. Rolling over, she realized Cruz was no longer in bed with her. In fact, if the coolness of the sheet was any indication, he'd been gone for some time. Sitting up and pulling the sheet with her, she spotted a note on the bedside table.

Mi amor,

Supervising party preparations. Coffee is made in the kitchen. Safina will fix you whatever you'd like for breakfast. Or ...