CHAPTER SIXTEEN
On her way to dinner, Jules floated down the staircase. Her sling-back heels felt as comfortable as slippers. The hem of her cocktail dress swooshed above her knees. An afternoon with Alejandro had been exactly what she needed. Building a sandcastle had been fun, but spending time with him had made her heart sing. He’d told her about growing up on the island and listened when she spoke about her childhood.
As she imagined him in the dining room, anticipation danced through her. She quickened her pace even though she wouldn’t be able to talk to him as freely as she had on the beach. Having dinner with him would be enough.
Realization dawned. She had a crush on him.
She giggled like a schoolgirl. That would explain her growing affection toward him. Though crushing on her
