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      CHAPTER TWO

      ELLA MADE A swift circle, moving in Abby’s direction. Paul was right by her side.

      “What happened?” Ella asked, coasting toward her.

      “I think I’m seasick,” Abby said with a cringe. Her skin was pale, and a fine sheen of sweat coated her forehead. Her lips trembled as she spoke. “I started feeling queasy as soon as we hit the open water.”

      “You look terrible,” Ella said.

      “Thanks,” Abby replied sourly.

      “I’ll tow you to the dock,” Paul said. “You’ll feel better on land.”

      “I can paddle back on my own.”

      His expression was apologetic. “I can’t let anyone separate from the group. We use the buddy system.”

      Abby took a sip of water, groaning.

      “I’ll take her,” Brooke said. “I can tow her if it comes to that.”

      “I don’t need to be towed,” Abby insisted.

      “We should stay together,” Ella said. “This is your trip, Brooke.”

      “I don’t mind,” Brooke said, waving a hand in the air. “See the caves. I’ll be just as happy lounging on the beach.”

      Ella was reluctant to leave her sister and niece. She would have offered to escort Abby back to camp instead of Brooke, but Brooke couldn’t continue the journey with Paul. Minors had to be accompanied by adults.

      “Go on,” Abby said. “I’ll be fine.”

      “Is that okay with you?” Ella asked Paul.

      “Sure,” he said. “I’ll radio Ramona and have her meet you two at the dock. That way we’ll know you arrived safely.”

      Brooke and Abby said their goodbyes and paddled away.

      Ella frowned at the quick retreat. “She’s never been seasick before.”

      “It’s not uncommon,” he said. “Kayaking in open water isn’t the same as boating or even kayaking near the shore.”

      Ella watched the pair glide over the ocean’s surface. Abby’s stroke appeared strong. Her niece looked back and waved at Ella, grinning. “If I didn’t know better, I’d suspect them of matchmaking.”

      He laughed, giving her an assessing glance. Abby hadn’t been subtle, so he couldn’t pretend he hadn’t noticed. “My sister does that.”

      “Older sister?”

      “Yeah. She set me up on an online dating site last year.”

      “Really?”

      “Really,” he said, neck flushing.

      She couldn’t imagine why his sister thought he needed help meeting women, but his chagrin over it was adorable. “How did it go?”

      “Well...I’m still single.”

      Not due to a lack of appeal on his part. He got better looking every time she studied him. His golden-brown hair and suntanned complexion set off his dark eyes. He had a killer smile. She bet he had to beat them off with a stick.

      Wait. Was he telling her he was single for a reason?

      Before she could ask any more questions, he continued toward San Miguel. They traveled at a brisk pace, reaching the southern edge within the hour. The island was similar to Santa Rosa, majestic and wind-carved. Steep cliffs melded into grassy hillsides, speckled with wildflowers. Most of the coastline was jagged and unwelcoming, like a gate to keep humans out.

      “That’s Prince Island,” he said, gesturing with his paddle.

      Ella studied the moss-covered crag in the distance. “Where are the sea caves?”

      “Just around the corner.”

      When his radio beeped, he picked it up to answer.

      “Your two kayakers have arrived, safe and sound,” the woman said.

      “How do they look?”

      “Great. They’re eating a snack.”

      “Thanks, Ramona. Over and out.”

      Ella was relieved by the news. She didn’t think Abby had faked her illness, but she wondered if the nausea was a symptom of anxiety. Her sister had suffered from panic attacks for several years after the earthquake. Crossing the open ocean might have triggered another one.

      They passed Prince Island and Cuyler Harbor before arriving at a gaping hole in the side of an immense cliff. The cavern was a hundred feet tall and twice as wide.

      “Wow,” Ella said, enthralled.

      He handed her a helmet and donned his own before paddling through the entrance. “They call this room the cathedral.”

      Ella was mesmerized by the beauty of the cave, with its porous volcanic surfaces and hanging moss. No stalagmites or stalactites were in sight, but a rich vein of gypsum ran across the far wall. Paul led her through the ocean fortress into narrow tunnels and turquoise waters. He pointed out a number of spiny sea urchins and starfish in the shallow tide pools. It was a gorgeous hideaway of sea creatures and dripping rock.

      She snapped a few photos, although she doubted her disposable waterproof camera would capture the magic. “I wish my niece could see this.”

      “I’m doing another trip tomorrow with two couples. She can come along.”

      “That’s generous of you.”

      He studied her face, as if he found it more interesting than the interior of the cave. “What do you do in Northridge?”

      She paused before answering. Abby had once said, half-joking, that her profession scared off men. But only insecure knuckle-draggers were intimidated by smart women. She wouldn’t put Paul in that category, but he was a physical guy. For the first time in her life, she was tempted to downplay her intelligence.

      He was that hot.

      “Take a guess,” she said, tilting her head to the side.

      “Are you a student?”

      “No. I graduated already.”

      “An actress?”

      Her mouth dropped open. There were a lot of aspiring actresses in LA. She couldn’t believe he thought she was one of them.

      “Not an actress,” he surmised.

      “Why would you think that?”

      He didn’t answer, seeming worried that he’d insulted her.

      “Is this your full-time job?” she asked.

      “No, it’s a summer gig.”

      “Maybe

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