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CALLIE, IN A teeny bikini, sat on the deep step of the tepid hotel pool, a virgin mojito by her elbow and her face shielded from the early-afternoon sun by an enormous straw hat. Finn, dressed in a pair of board shorts and holding a beer in his hand, sat next to her, reading a travel magazine.

‘I should be working,’ he muttered as he flipped a page.

‘This is working,’ Callie assured him. ‘You’re researching the hotel’s facilities.’

Finn didn’t lift his eyes from the page. ‘I’ll go with that. Jeez, what a crock!’

Callie leaned into his shoulder. Judging by the mighty mountains in the photograph, she realised that he was reading an article about the Himalayas.

‘What’s the problem?’

Finn flicked the magazine with his thumb. ‘This journalist is writing about Durbar Square in Kathmandu and being factually incorrect—which annoys the hell out of me. If you’re going to write about a foreign place be respectful and get your damn facts straight!’

Callie’s lips twitched in amusement. ‘I’ll keep that in mind if I decide to make a career change.’

‘Smart-ass,’ Finn muttered, but she saw his quick smile before he refocused on the offending article.

Callie heard her mobile ring She reluctantly stood up and went to her lounger to answer it. It would be Rowan, or Seb, or her dad calling to check up on her. She could, she thought with a smile, only tell Rowan that she was having fabulous sex …

‘I’m fine … I’m happy … I haven’t done anything stupid yet,’ she said, her voice full of laughter.

‘Hello, Calista.’

Callie stiffened and her heart started to pound. She recognised that voice—it was the voice she heard in her dreams. Callie checked the unfamiliar number on her display. ‘Who is this?’ she demanded, although she had no doubt.

‘It’s your mother.’

Callie shook her head. ‘Funny, that—I don’t have