Whitewater Rendezvous

soon as I can. Know that you are never far from my thoughts.

Chaz.

The second page of the letter was Chaz’s itinerary for the rest of the summer. For the next month and a half, Megan would be able to talk to her only every seven to ten days.

Something tells me these are going to be the longest weeks of mylife.

She pulled out a piece of her business stationary, a heavy bond of ecru with her name and title in embossed letters. Everything else could wait. She wanted Chaz to have a letter waiting for her when she got back from her trip.

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Megan buried herself in work all week to try to make time move faster. Not that she had any choice; so much had piled up in her absence that she worked twelve-hour days and still wasn’t caught up by Friday night.

But she was not about to miss seeing new photos of Chaz. So she locked up her offi ce and actually beat all the others to their regular booth in the back of the Cool Breeze.

“Oh, my God!” Justine exclaimed when she arrived. “You’re the fi rst one here? You really are smitten, aren’t you?”

“Shut up and pull out your pictures,” Megan grumbled good-naturedly. “I can’t believe you wouldn’t spring for one-hour photo processing. I’m buying you a digital camera for Christmas.”

“Hey, there she is!” Pat hailed them as she and Linda approached, Elise not far behind. “How you doing, Megan? No sling, I see.”

“I’m fi ne. They kept me overnight for observation in the hospital, but I fl ew home the next day and had the sling off not long after.”

“Anybody talk to Yancey?” Elise asked. “She coming?”

“Would I miss this?” Yancey said from behind her. “May I see a show of hands of who wants to go back to Alaska tomorrow?”

All hands shot up, Megan’s a fraction faster than anyone else’s.

“So who wants to go fi rst?” Linda asked, as everyone settled into a seat in the big circular booth.

• 213 •

KIM BALDWIN

“I’ll start,” Elise said, pulling out a thick stack of four-by-six color snapshots, the colors so vivid and the landscape so picturesque that each one could have been a postcard.

“Ah, the one that got away,” Elise lamented when she got to the fi rst one of Chaz. She had captured Chaz the day of the rolling lesson, her formfi tting wet suit paying sexy tribute to her excellent physique.

You wish, Megan thought smugly as she took the photo from Elise.

“I don’t think she got away from everyone,” Linda said, looking pointedly at Megan with a grin.

Megan shot a look at Justine that said, You didn’t!

But Justine shrugged innocently. “Don’t look at me. I didn’t say anything.”

“I’m just perceptive,” Linda said.

“What am I missing here?” Yancey asked.

“You’re not the only one,” Elise said. “Did you and Chaz get something going, Megan?”

Hell, what’s the problem? You got the gorgeous woman thateveryone wants. And she’s crazy about you.

“Well, as a matter of fact,” Megan said, “we did get something going. Something pretty great. I think I’m going to be seeing a lot of Alaska.”

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