Crossing the compound to the side entrance, April glanced around at the expanse of lawn, which was empty but for a few guests. It was hard to believe the wedding had taken place here less than a week ago. Her mind automatically turned to Jack. She couldn’t repress the smile that touched her lips as she let herself into the cool interior of the lobby. If anyone had told her a week ago she’d become involved in a torrid relationship with one of her guests in such a short time, she’d have checked that person into the Cove’s infirmary for sunstroke. Yet, it was true. She ducked into the stairwell, deciding to catch the elevator on the second floor. With her body flaming in remembrance of last night, she needed privacy for a few moments. She raced up the stairs, hoping Carmen wouldn’t follow her into her office. She had a feeling her expression when she laid her eyes on her desk for the first time would be a dead giveaway. And while Carmen was the closest friend she’d had since coming to Mexico, April knew she wasn’t deaf to the resort grapevine.
