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is easier in Hawaii. It’s a state of mind.” Mano considered his options for this evening and decided that he didn’t mind if she was a nurse. So far, she’d let him take the lead, not once going out of her way to help him when he didn’t need it. Being a nurse might not be all bad. If things worked out, maybe she could give him a sponge bath...

      He suppressed a wicked grin and tried to focus on what to do next. He didn’t want their evening together to end so soon. It was Saturday night, which meant that the resort fireworks show was starting soon. He could take Paige somewhere to watch it, but he knew that the best view on the property was from his own balcony. Typically, he didn’t allow anyone into his sanctuary, but for some reason he was almost eager to invite Paige upstairs. He could offer her dessert and an amazing show. But would she accept?

      “Do you like fireworks?” he asked.

Three

      Paige only thought her penthouse was the pinnacle of luxury. That was before she stepped into Mano’s suite.

      The whole space was very clean and modern. Every detail, from the industrial light fixtures overhead to the abstract paintings on the walls, exuded elegance and masculinity with a hard edge. The floors were seamless white marble, the couch was covered in buttery soft gray leather and the tables looked like sheets of glass floating in the air with only the slightest bit of metal supporting them. It was the kind of almost austere look that at first glance might seem plain, but in fact was extremely expensive.

      There were no fussy elements, no flower arrangements or lace or knickknacks. Everything seemed perfectly placed, as though an interior designer had handled each detail down to where the dog’s leash hung on the wall. She supposed that things being out of place could cause a problem when you couldn’t see to track down errant items.

      There wasn’t much for Paige to break, but what was there, she could tell, was fragile. She was anxious about being in Mano’s suite for dozens of reasons, but now that she was here, she added the new worry of being someplace where she could stumble and put her fist through a priceless Jackson Pollock painting.

      It had been hard enough for her to shake the surreal feeling as she followed him upstairs without those other worries. She wasn’t really sure why she was here, anyway. She understood the polite dinner invitation, but why ask her to join him in his suite for dessert just to be nice to a lonely hotel guest? Maybe her initial reaction to their dinner date was closer to the truth and this was about more than just treating the VIPs.

      Mano removed Hōkū’s harness and the dog trotted over to his corner pillow where a rawhide bone was waiting for him. “We do fireworks at the hotel every Saturday night,” Mano explained as he slipped out of his suit coat and laid it over the back of a chair that he seemed to know would be positioned just there. “It’s a long-standing tradition at the Mau Loa that my grandparents started decades ago. My suite has one of the best views, ironically enough.”

      Paige bit at her lip as he noted the obvious issue. She followed him out onto the balcony and he was right—his view was even better than hers. The fireworks over the lagoon would be center stage for the spectators waiting along Waikiki beach, but their view had it all beat. “It’s a shame you can’t enjoy them.”

      “Actually, I can,” Mano said as he gripped the railing and looked out over the water as though he could see it.

      The moonlight highlighted the sharp angles of his face, reminding Paige just how handsome and unobtainable a man he was. She wished he would take off his glasses so she could see his eyes. She understood why he wore the glasses, but she felt like a part of him was hiding behind them.

      “I remember what they looked like when I was younger. As I mentioned earlier, I didn’t lose my eyesight until I was seventeen, so I have the memories. I can sit on my patio and listen to the pop of the fireworks and the cheers of the crowd. The smell of the smoke in the air brings back the experience for me. I don’t need to see them anymore.”

      The doorbell of the suite rang just then, robbing Paige of any questions she might want to ask. With her medical background, she was curious about what had happened to him, but she needed the right opportunity to bring it up. She didn’t want to pry, but she knew from her experience with soldiers that they often wanted to tell their story, but only when they were ready.

      “Dessert has arrived,” Mano said.

      “I’ll go get the door,” Paige replied, beating him to the sliding door. He was able-bodied but so was she, so there was no reason why she couldn’t let room service in for them.

      At the door, a man was waiting with a cart. On top of it was a large silver-domed dish like the kind you’d see in old movies. “Good evening, ma’am. Where would you like your dessert?”

      “Bring it out to the balcony, please,” Mano called. He’d followed her into the living room even though he didn’t need to.

      They both trailed the cart back to the patio, where the waiter placed it on the glass table. “The famous Mau Loa Black Pearl,” he announced, raising the lid with dramatic flair.

      Paige couldn’t help the gasp that escaped her lips when she saw the beautiful chocolate delight hidden beneath the silver dome. Mano had told her it was the showpiece of The Pearl, and the dessert looked exactly like a giant black pearl in an oyster. A thin hinged cookie shell was the bed and backdrop for a dome of layered chocolate mousse. It was enrobed in a dark chocolate fudge ganache and dusted with toasted coconut and macadamia nuts on the edges. It was the most beautiful and delicious-looking thing she’d ever seen in her life.

      “I don’t think I can eat it,” she said.

      Mano chuckled as he gave the waiter his tip and he disappeared from the suite. “You’ll change your mind about that pretty quickly. It’s the most incredible thing you’ll ever put in your mouth.”

      They sat down in the patio chairs and armed themselves with spoons. Mano broke through the dark chocolate outside first so Paige didn’t have to do it. One bite and she knew he was right. The different layers and flavors of chocolate mousse and cream melted together on her tongue. The decorative starburst of passion fruit puree on the plate gave a sharp sour bite to break up the richness. The cookie was crunchy, almost like a fortune cookie, but much more flavorful. It was amazing. And gone before they knew it.

      “That was incredible,” Paige said as she laid her spoon down on the empty plate. “I think I might burst, though.”

      “It will be worth any suffering.” Mano paused for a moment, putting his hand to the tiny headset that always seemed to be in his ear. “Ah, perfect timing. The fireworks show is about to start. Are you ready?” He held out his hand to her.

      Paige took it and they walked together to the railing. Heavy drums and traditional Hawaiian music sounded from the lagoon in the distance. A moment later, the sky lit up as a firework exploded and bathed the darkness in streaks of white fire. One after the next, bursts of color danced across the sky. For about ten minutes it continued, illuminating the dark water. Down below, she could hear the crowds gathered on the beach as they cheered and gasped in awe.

      “That was wonderful,” Paige said as the last of the smoke started to clear. “You were right, you do have the best view for the show.”

      “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

      Paige turned away from the beach to look at him. “I want to thank you for all this.”

      He shrugged it away. “It’s nothing.”

      “No, it’s not nothing. You’ve taken me to a lovely dinner, brought me up here for an amazing dessert and fireworks. You’ve saved me from a lonely night in a beautiful place. That’s more than other people would’ve done for a stranger. More than other people typically do for me.”

      Mano’s brow furrowed as he listened to her. “What do you mean? Do the people in your life back at home take advantage of your kindness?”

      Paige

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