Few hours later. Scanning the surface of the water for a sign of Liam, Rayne absently brushed sand off her legs and reached for one of the robes they'd brought from their room. The night was balmy, but she was beginning to shiver in her wet bathing suit, more from alarm than cold.
When they left the casino, Liam had offered to take her to the mall so she could spend her winnings in one of the high-fashion boutiques that stayed open late to cater to the nightclub and casino crowd. He'd said she'd like the clothes and designs in the boutique.
But Rayne had suggested they go back to the hotel and go swimming instead.
The last thing she wanted was Liam paying for her shopping, and from what she'd noticed, he never argued with her when she refused to use his money for something; he simply went behind her back and paid. Since he was so persistent about taking her night shopping with the excuse of her using her winnings, she'd convinced him to go for a swim instead.