That sounded crowded.
Like embarrassment, spending her first night of relaxation around a bunch of people wasnt high on Darbys list of things to do.
I think Ill stay here.
No, no, you should go. Enjoy the music and have some fun. To start you on your way, here is a haupia. He offered the tray with a half bow, delivering the frothy snowfall in a martini glass. A glistening raspberry nestled against a delicate pink orchid while a hint of pink sugar dusted the edge of the glass. Ms. Nulty called and ordered it for you. Please, enjoy.
Uh-huh.
Wondering if shed ever seen anything more girlie, Darby eyed the drink. She was tempted to refuse.
But her secretary, Grace, would undoubtedly do a follow-up.
And, hey, vacation.
Darby was under strict orders to do it up right, and those orders had come from the Deputy Director of the US Attorneys office. He was the man who, being the soul of trust, had assigned Grace as a guard dog to make sure she complied.
So Darby took the drink.
Then, just in case her boss had enlisted spies in addition to the guard dogfederal prosecutors really did have major trust issuesshe took a cautious sip.
Mmm.
Most delicious, isnt it?
Mmm, she repeated, sucking down another taste of the creamy rum and coconut. It actually wasnt bad, but it wasnt Scotch.
Now go, down to the lanai. Enjoy the haupia and the beach while making new friends.
Did she have to?
Darby didnt consider herself an introvertshe didnt have a shy bone in her bodyyet she definitely wasnt a people person. But shed come on this vacation to someplace shed never been, telling herself to try things shed never done. Vacation was time to shake up life, to step outside the box.
The lanai sounds great, she agreed. Adding a smile to her thanks, Darby headed for the stairs, sipping more of the frothy drink.
Shed only made a few steps when her cell phone chimed.
AUSA Darby Raye, she answered automatically.
I thought you said this was going to be a totally relaxed, one-hundred-percent-committed-to-only-having-fun vacation. Shouldnt that include leaving your phone in your room, partying too loudly to hear a ringtone or relaxing enough to forget your job title. The accusation came with just enough laughter to make Darby roll her eyes.
Hey, Im in Hawaii wearing a flower in my hair and drinking pink froth at sunset. That says real vacation to me. Besides, its my first night. Ive been here a total of two hours and am wearing flat sandals. Flat. Sandals. Whats that if not relaxed?
Darby glanced down at one of the sandals, angling her left foot this way and that. Flats definitely werent as flattering as heels. But maybe the copper beadwork rescued the look.
Maybe.
Holy crap! You, Darby Raye, Assistant United States Attorney, ferocious federal prosecutor and general all-around hard-ass? Instead of mile-high sexy stilettos, youre wearing flats? The sound of Graces finger snap came through loud and clear over the robust sound of her laugh. Send a photo. This I have to see.
Nope. Its your fault that me and my sandal-clad feet are even on vacation. Well, yours and the HR department. No photos. Not unless you want to trade places.
Id laugh, except I know youre not kidding. Youd actually rather be here, slogging through another eighty-hour week instead of hanging ten on a surfboard or being pampered in a spa. Graces sigh came through loud and clear.
Of course shed rather be working. She loved her career. Her job was her life, and she was damn good at it. Good enough that she was fast-tracking it to be one of the top attorneys in the Southern California office. Or she was, until Grace had mentioned to her lunch buddy in HR that Darby hadnt taken a single vacation since shed started with the US Attorneys office in Virginia two years ago. Shed learned from the best that work was life and life was work. Since the tender age of twelve, shed lived by that oft-quoted motto of her fathers. They were the last words hed spoken to her on one of the rare times hed availed himself of his custody visits.
Darby puffed out a breath with enough force to flutter her bangs, but refrained from reminding her friend of that. Not because she wanted to avoid the argument. She was an attorney. She loved to argue. But the key to a good argument was knowing when a loss was inevitable. So Darby had easily recognized the uselessness of arguing with Grace when shed pointed out that this vacation was Darbys best shot at the upcoming slot on the National Security Division that was rumored to be opening in a few months.
Darby wanted that spot. Itd be a big shiny feather in her cap, to say nothing of a smooth jump over a few rungs on the success ladder.
She was good enough. She had a solid rep, an impressive case-closure rate in cybercrimes and human trafficking. And she had the support of a number of influential higher-ups. But her age, her lack of experience arguing terrorism cases and the new head of Human Resources fixation on a healthy work-life balance were working against her.
She couldnt do anything about her age, but thought her work on the Antiterrorism Advisory Council helped offset her lack of trial experience in matters of national security. Which left that work-life-balance crap. Darby grimaced.
Hence, Graces answer... Vacation.
As if reading her mind, Grace said, Office pool puts you at three days, fourteen hours before you give up and hop a flight home.
Any idea if Jenkins is in on that pool? she asked, referring to the new head of Human Resources.
You know the bets are confidential, Grace chided.
So?
He puts you at two days.
Darby smiledleave it to Grace. That ability to ferret out the tiniest of details was one of the womans best traits. Between that, enough tenacity to do a bulldog proud and a personality that blended like butter with anyone anywhere, the woman made a stellar legal secretary.
A fact for which Darby was forever grateful.
Shed gone through four secretaries in her first two weeks at the Southern California office and had been well on her way to cementing her reputation as a hard-ass with an attitude. That part she hadnt minded, but the changeover and lack of decent help had put a serious crimp in her plans toward career stardom. That, and having to remember the names of the parade of secretaries had worn on her last nerve. When Grace Nulty had walked in the door looking like someones favorite aunt, she hadnt bothered adding the redheads name to her cheat sheet.
Within five weeks, the cheat sheet was trashed and Darby was satisfactorily tracking her way toward career stardom again. Not only did Grace keep up with Darbys breakneck pace, but she also anticipated, intuited and, when necessary, argued.
All awesome things.
Until shed turned them on Darby herself.
First itd been her relentless pursuit of friendship. Darby was perfectly contenthappy, evento be friendless in the workplace. As far as she was concerned, office-based friendships only led to trouble. Especially in a job as competitive and cutthroat as hers.
She still wasnt sure how the other woman had outflanked her, but somehow, theyd become friends. But not even Darby, a woman who argued for a living, had been strong enough to win against Graces relentless cheer and focused determination.
Shed used that same cheer and determination to convince Darby that a week of luaus and lying on the beach would help her career.
Damn the woman.
It wasnt that Darby had moral or religious objections to vacations...
She just didnt see the point.
Oh, sure, maybe she should have taken a big celebratory vacation last year when shed become a federal prosecutor. A lot of people had said making Assistant US Attorney by the time she was twenty-seven was an amazing accomplishment. Others had muttered about nepotism, citing Darbys late fathers reputation with the federal prosecutors office for her foot up onto the fast track.
But Darby had learned young to ignore what people said. As always, shed aimed her focus on work. On finding the quickest climb up the ladder her father had chosen for her when she was ten. And nowhere on that ladder was there room for vacations. Work, education, networking. That was her focus. Her only focus.
Shed have happily continued her vacationless lifestyle if Grace hadnt ferreted out that the HR exec was reluctant to recommend Darby for the new position. The woman was a stickler for that wimpy work-life balance she was always lecturing Darby on.
Ill make the entire eight days, Darby vowed in answer to Graces comment about the office pool. Not just for the shot at the promotion, but because she was hardwired to prove that she could do whatever anyone said she couldnt.
I have every faith that you will. But do it right, okay? Treat it like a vacation, not a point of pride. Prove that you can have a life outside of work.
My career is my life, she said with a sassy smile. But her sass turned into a sigh as soon as the words were out.
That catchphrase had been her personal mantra since graduating law school. A mantra she loved epitomizing because it made her feel powerful, and dammit, kept her on the fast track to success.
A mantra that had, quite recently, been thrown in her face along with a whole lot of other accusations that were probably just as true.
Dont start doubting yourself, Grace responded, obviously reading her mind. The mothering tone came over the line like a finger shake with a hug on the side.
Why would I doubt myself?
Just because the guy shed dated for eight months had accused her of caring about nothing except her career, to say nothing of being coldhearted, narrow-minded and obsessive.
Exactly. Why would you? Grace responded. Youre a powerhouse. Darby Raye, Assistant US Attorney. Powerhouse federal prosecutor. Ballbuster, crime fighter, law wielder. You take no crap from anyone on your fast flight up the ladder of success. If a guy cant handle that, too bad.
Exactly, Darby agreed with a laugh. And she did agree. Shed never made a secret of her ambitions or her priorities.
But maybe Paul had had a few points. Itd been her obsessive focus on her career that had kept her from noticing the telltale warning signs that he saw their relationship as something much more serious than she did.
Darby had dated the man for almost four months while she was still living in Virginia. The JAG attorney had thought it was romantic to transfer from Little Creek to the San Diego naval base. She, on the other hand, thought it was creepy.
But knowing the value of well-placed bridges, influential circles and tiptoeing around fragile male egos, itd taken her three months of letting him down gently to break it off.
And another one to convince him that it was actually over.
She should have skipped worrying about bridges and circles and tramped his damn ego as soon as hed shown up on her doorstep in San Diego, Darby thought with a grimace.
Still, she had considered Paul Thomas a convenience. The guy had looked good on her arm, could handle the schmoozing through the social events she saw as a necessary component of a successful climb up the career ladder. His own commitments as a lawyer in the Navy Judge Advocate Generals office meant he was as busy as her, meaning he wasnt around much. He was an entertaining dinner date, an undemanding sex partner and an interesting conversationalist.
And that relationship had given Darby the comforting, if false, belief that her life was well-rounded enough to not worry about eighty-hour work weeks and no interests outside of her career.
Now look what happened, she thought as she maneuvered the twisting, shell-encrusted steps.
The guy got emotionally grabby and demanding, she dumped him and here she was, stuck on a gorgeous island paradise, forced to prove she was well-rounded and obsession-free.
This sucks, Darby muttered, unconsciously pausing halfway down the stairs to stare out at the bleeding colors of the sun as it dripped into the ocean.
This vacation is vital for your well-being, Grace insisted with a sniff. Werent you listening during that safety lecture last month on the necessity of a good work-life balance to avoid health issues and burnout?
I must have been in court that day.
Youre always in court on lecture days.
Funny how that works out, Darby observed with a laugh as she continued down. Have I mentioned how much I appreciate you putting those safety lectures on my calendar?
Things like that are the reason why you need this break.
What the hell am I supposed to do with myself on this break? Darby blurted out. Even as the words escaped, she wanted them back. She hated admitting that she didnt know what to do, no matter what the situation. But since the confession was out there, she might as well score some advice. Work relaxes me, Grace. Reading case law makes me happy. Climbing the ladder of success is my idea of staying healthy. Now Im stuck here on a spit of sand, surrounded by water and strangers. No cases to argue, no work to do, not even a single law book to read.
Read the resorts brochure. Avail yourself of all of those inclusive amenities. Do all the things you dont normally do. Sleep late, indulge, sightsee. Lie on the beach, read a steamy romance novel, be friendly with strangers.
Grace sighed at Darbys grunt.
Youre at an exclusive resort on one of the prettiest islands in the world, the woman decreed, her frown coming over the phone line loud and clear. If those brochures Jenkins shared are anything to go by, theres a lot to do there. And keep in mind that since you took her recommendation on where to vacation, shes very likely to ask you questions about your trip when you get back.
Like a pop quiz, Darby muttered.
The quiz is coming no matter what you do. So why not have a little fun. Let loose. Get wild. Graces voice lowered, her words husky with laughter. Have a vacation fling.
A man is what got me into this situation, Darby pointed out as she continued her descent to the lanai. A man whod accused her of being so uptight and controlling that she was incapable of handling a relationship of any kind.
One of the reasons youre on vacation is to forget about that loser, Paul. So start forgetting and start relaxing. Otherwise Ill be forced to take steps, Grace warned.
Are you threatening an officer of the court? Darby asked with a laugh.
If thats what it takes, sure.
Fine. I promise. By the time I get back in the office, Ill be so relaxed you wont recognize me.
Will it include a hot guy and orgasm options?
You think about sex too much, Darby said dismissively.