Pleasure Cove: Where love is hot on the beach! (17 page)

“So, you’d skip over Felix and go to the top. I thought Miguel mentioned that someone in Royal Hacienda knew about the sabotage. Do you think he was bluffing?”

Bob shook his head, “I simply think that person is a peon, also, and will fade away when he hears that Miguel has been arrested.”

“You know one quick sweep of corporate emails at Royal Hacienda will show who has been chatting with Felix. I’d certainly mention that in my letter to the CEO.”

Bob looked at her in surprise. “That’s a terrific idea. You can be devious for a good cause. I like that about you.”

“Well, now that I’ve made my contribution, I think I’ll snuggle up and take a nap. I need your hand to keep me warm.” She tugged his free hand onto her stomach and turned toward the sunshine.

Within two hours Bob was lining up for the Pleasure Cove runway. He thought Carrie would enjoy watching the approach so he touched her shoulder to wake her.

“Carrie, we’ll be landing soon. I thought you’d want to put your clothes back on.”

She grabbed the dress and pulled it over her head. Running her fingers through her hair, Carrie made herself presentable in time to watch the plane descend to the runway. She could hear the wheels squeak just as they touched the ground.

“Good job, captain, I’d fly with you anytime.” Carrie released her seat belt and stretched while Bob taxied to park the plane. They walked off into the rising heat of the day. 

Chapter 28

Entering the motel lobby, they were greeted by a familiar face. “Juanita, you’re still here. It’s good to see you again.” He turned to Carrie to make introductions.

“Jose persuaded me to stay another two weeks to help him set up some computer files. I’m staying at Alfredo’s house so it’s like a working vacation for me.”

“We have your room ready. She handed the keys to Bob and smiled at Carrie, “Nice to meet you.”

As Bob and Carrie walked into the room, she was flooded with memories of their last visit. She took in the room as she set her bag on the bed. “We’ve had some good times in this room. I’m so glad to come back.”

“And we’ll come back often, I hope,” finished Bob. “Want to grab a taco at the bar, Carrie? That Mile High stuff has made me mighty hungry.”

“Sure, anything for my sexy captain,” she quipped grabbing his hand to head for the bar. She was definitely still feeling the love from their heavenly adventure.

“Hola,” Jose greeted as he stood by the entrance watching Bob and Carrie saunter in. He walked over to give both of his friends a hug. “It’s good to see both of you.”

“Good to be back. We’re starving for a taco and a cold beer, my friend.”

“I can take care of that,” Jose replied pulling two cold Coronas out of the cooler. “Let me put your order in and I’ll be right back.”

Joining them on their stools a few moments later, Jose commented on the new plane. “You’ve stepped up in the world, amigo. I noticed the new plane out the kitchen window. What happened to Dave?”

“Oh, he’s still around. We just needed a bigger plane to bring medical supplies to the village clinic. I talked to the director a couple of weeks ago and offered a donation.”

“Muy Bien. Marta takes the kids there when they get sick. She’s worked as back-up when the medical assistant goes on a summer vacation.”

“Yes, Marta mentioned that when we were over for dinner last month so I checked it out. It’s good for my company and the motel. I made it as a joint contribution.”

“Muchos Gracias, amigo,” Jose patted him on the back.

Bob smiled at him and asked, “Do you think some of your crew could help me unload the boxes and move them to the clinic in the morning? Carrie and I are going to the Open House tomorrow. The director tells me they are adding a suite so they can deliver babies here in the village.”

Jose nodded, “Sure, will two men be enough?  We can use the airport van to haul the boxes.”

“Perfect,” Bob agreed. “By the way, I think it’s great that Juanita is working for you.”

“She’s a firecracker. She’s organizing the accounting for me so I just have to make updates to send to Alfredo every month. He’s going to show me a profit & loss statement so I can get a handle on the average costs of each department.”

“You’ll be rolling in dough before you know it,” encouraged Bob. “Call me when Juanita finishes. I may be able to refer her to one of my clients in Texas.”

“Will Marta be going to the Open House tomorrow?” asked Carrie casually.

“I don’t think so. She’s been busy with her Mom who had cataract surgery.”

“Tell her we said hello.” Looking at Bob, Carrie touched his shoulder as she stood up. “I’m going to run back to the room and change. I’ll pack a beach bag for us. Why don’t you grab a couple of water bottles?”

Jose watched Carrie leave and turned back to Bob, “She looks happy. How about you- are you happy?”

Breaking into a grin, “I’m happier than I’ve been in a long time.” He finished his beer and looked at Jose. “What did you and Alfredo decide to do about Miguel and Felix Jacada? Have you seen any more activity at Mary’s house?”

Jose looked around before leaning closer to Bob. “Miguel is still in jail in Tiajuana. He thinks he has a court date in two weeks. We’ve done nothing about Felix. I am paying off the bartender at The Spa if she sees him wander into the place. That’s where he and Miguel met.”

Bob kept his demeanor very calm. “What does Alfredo want to do?” he asked casually.

“He wants to wait to see if Miguel gets nervous when no one tries to save him. He figures another few days in a jail cell might loosen his tongue.”

“Has anything else suspicious happened?  Any new employees hired?”

“No and No,” repeated Jose. “Juanita is in charge of the front desk now so she can keep tabs on the employees.”

Carrie walked back into the bar with the beach bag on her shoulder. "Are you ready for a swim?” Standing to greet her, Bob nodded. “I think we’re done, right, Jose?”

Jose nodded and handed over two water bottles. “See you later, don’t forget the suntan lotion. It’s hot today.”

Bob shook his head as they walked down the beach. “They have done nothing about Miguel and Felix. I can’t say I’m surprised. Maybe I’ll call Alfredo tomorrow and chat with him. I think Jose is still out for some revenge. He’s waiting for Felix to come back.”

“There’s nothing like a good Western, Bob. You know - stare down the enemy, show a little testosterone - that
High Noon
kind of thing.”

Bob looked at Carrie. “I guess that makes me the old fart since I want to have a meaningful conversation that assures us this won’t happen again.”

“No, baby, you just give all your testosterone to me,” she laughed tweaking his ear. “Nobody in that plane today would have called you an old fart. You are just the Henry Kissinger in this group. Diplomacy is the wise decision.”

Rounding the big rock formation, Carrie was surprised again at the total privacy on the beach. She turned smiling at Bob, “You know if the motel prospers, we probably won’t have as much privacy here.”

“Sure, we’ll just walk farther down the beach,” Bob pointed ahead stripping off his shorts and grabbing a towel.

“Works for me,” chimed in Carrie as she peeled off her sarong leaving her in a bright turquoise bikini top and thong.

“Oh, baby,” he whistled, “You look great in that thong. It makes your legs look even longer. Turn around for me.”

Carrie struck a pose first wiggling her tush at him.  She pulled out a bottle of suntan spray and started working on her legs. She turned around and bent over to give Bob a full view of her ass and legs while she finished her legs and arms.

“Hold it right there,” Bob chuckled. “I’m grabbing my cell phone so I’ll always have that image with me.”

“You always have me, baby - right here in my heart.” She patted her chest and wiggled her booty at him again before turning and stretching out on her towel. Grabbing his hand, she laid back and closed her eyes, “I want to remember this moment lying in the sun with you and not having a care in the world.”

“Sounds good to me,” murmured Bob as he closed his eyes and listened to the rhythm of the waves. They enjoyed the peace and quiet while they drifted off to sleep.

Bob woke up first from their afternoon nap. He looked over where Carrie lay with the ocean breeze lifting her hair. She looked relaxed and happy. He wanted to reach out and touch her so he rolled off and moved his towel so it bordered hers. Lying back down, he leaned over to kiss her cheek and rubbed his leg next to hers.

“Hello, my love,” he whispered. She raised her hand to stroke his cheek. “Um-m, we’re back in heaven, Bob. Now I know what they mean when they say “heaven on earth.”

Bob kissed her lightly nibbling on her ear. “I keep seeing you in that cockpit and it makes me want you all over again.”

“Maybe it’s because we’re in love and still hot for each other,” Carrie suggested when Bob threw his leg over hers and rubbed his cock on her leg. “I know for me it’s been a while since I’ve had a partner that I enjoy as much as you.”

Pressing his mouth to her neck, he rolled her over so he could kiss his way down her back and back up again to her neck. Pushing her hair away from her neck, he kissed and tickled her skin behind her ears.

When he reached to turn her over, his cell phone rang. They both jumped in surprise. “Damn, I should have turned that off.” Bob picked up the phone looking at the number on the screen. It was the motel calling.  Bob answered the phone quickly, “What’s up, Jose?”

“I just heard from my spy at The Spa Motel. Felix Jacada walked into the bar ten minutes ago. We need to call Alfredo.”

Bob nodded, “We’ll be right back.” He closed the phone and looked at Carrie. “I’m sorry, sweetheart; we have to go back to the motel.  Jose just heard from his contact that Felix Jacada is at The Spa Motel. I don’t want anybody going off half-cocked.”

Carrie kissed him quickly. “I agree, Bob. Let’s get our towels packed. At least it’s a good sign that he called you right away.” Walking back toward the motel, Carrie glanced at Bob, “I guess I’ll have to wait for you in the room.” Bob agreed, “This won’t take long. We just need to know how to handle Felix.”

Entering Jose’s office, Bob heard Jose talking to Alfredo’s secretary. He took a seat waiting for Alfredo to join them. “Buenos Dias,” greeted Jose when he heard his cousin pick up the phone.  “Bob’s here with me. We need to talk about Felix. He walked into The Spa Motel about a half hour ago.”

“Really, did he ask for Miguel?” questioned Alfredo. “Maybe we should have Juanita follow him so we know what he’s doing here.”

“I like that idea, Alfredo,” Bob said as he looked at Jose’s reaction. “He would never expect a woman of following him.”

Jose agreed with a smile. “And, you’ve got to get your cop buddy on stand-by, cousin. Remember how he wanted to talk to Felix when we were questioning Miguel?”

“OK. I will call him now and see if he’s on duty this weekend. If not, I will call his cell phone so he can recommend someone who will help us. Still, it would take us two hours to get there.  Is there anyone local that you could call?”

“I can call a cop who comes to the beach every weekend to fish. I know him from the airport. He owes me a favor.” 

Bob leaned back in his chair. “I really think that Juanita can cover us today. If he just arrived, he’s probably here for the weekend.”

The three continued to chat about details and Bob remained after the call ended. “Do you have someone who can cover the front desk while Juanita goes to follow Felix?” 

Jose grinned, “Always thinking, my friend. I’ll cover the front desk and bring the bartender from the palapa to cover the bar.” Bob stood to leave patting Jose’s shoulder, “Good job, Jose. I noticed there were four guests when I signed in earlier. It’s always a slow weekend after a holiday.”

“We’re sold out next weekend with a fishing party. The new rooms will be ready by July. The banker tells me I should be able to pay off your loan by the end of the year.”

Bob looked surprised, “I’m really happy for you, Jose. I’ll send Juanita back so you can talk with her about Felix.” Stopping at the bar, Bob picked up a bottle of wine and two glasses for him and Carrie.

Walking into the room, Bob found her wrapped in a towel just out of the shower. When she saw him, she opened up the towel to welcome him into her embrace. “How did it go, baby?” Hugging him to her, Carrie put her arms around his waist.

“Not nearly as exciting as seeing you, sweetheart. Um-m, your skin’s still warm.” He kissed her shoulder and ran his hand over her wet hair.

“Down, boy,” teased Carrie.  Batting her eyes at him, “Tell me what happened first, please.” She took the open wine bottle and headed for the bed where she sat cross-legged and patted beside her. Bob joined her while she poured wine for both of them.

“It’s really simple, Carrie. We agreed to have Juanita follow him so we’d know every move he makes. We’re putting our police contacts on alert but we’re not over-reacting.” Lifting his glass to hers, he made a toast, “The best news of all is that Jose thinks my loan will be paid off by the end of this year.”

“What!” she cried out. “Wow that is good news. How did that happen so quickly?” She frowned then pointed her wine glass at Bob, “Doesn’t that seem awfully fast based on the construction we saw a month or so ago?”

Bob glanced out the window concentrating for a minute. “You’re making a good point, Carrie. It has been four weeks since we looked at the site. Why don’t we go check on it now?  It’s just outside the back door.”

Setting down their wine glasses, Carrie pulled on a sarong and they slipped out to the construction site. Sure enough the walls were up and the roofline extended. “Jose has added to the crew to get this far.”

“Maybe the banker gave him more money,” Carrie commented. 

“That’s possible - the money could also have come from Alfredo. I wonder why they didn’t mention it to me.” He glanced around then touched Carrie’s arm, “It doesn’t matter, really. I’m just happy that things are going well. If this brought Jose closer to his family, it’s a good thing. When we come down, we can enjoy ourselves.”

Heading back to the room, Carrie wrapped her arm around Bob’s waist. “Enough mysteries for today. Want to take our wine and go back down to the beach?”

Opening the back door, Bob let Carrie enter and followed her into their room. “That sounds great.  I’m sorry we got interrupted this afternoon.” Gathering up the bottle and wine glasses, Carrie also grabbed a towel. “Hey,” she stopped. “Why don’t we take some appetizers with us? We can watch the sunset and have a picnic.”