She buried her anger and a hint of fear. “Antigua’s a worthless piece of crap, but I’m going to have the pleasure of taking him down.”“That’s my girl.” Sam exhaled, the first time she’d gotten the slightest hint he wasn’t into the game. “Let’s take a stroll around, visit the shops, and get a little tipsy.”She took his hand, feeling alone for the first time in her career. Sam had become her anchor, and she had only him to rely on. “Yes, let’s do that.” She heard music coming from the party room where the young crowd gathered. “I feel like dancing.”He nodded, his sexy smile making an appearance once again. “Let’s do it, babe.”She shimmied her shoulders and pointed toward a women’s dress shop. “I have to have the proper dress. Bring your charge card.”He laughed and dug it out of his trunks pocket. “Always prepared.”Lana held his hand and walked him into the ritzy shop, amazed that he didn’t try to hide behind something while she shopped.
