The sound of the TV inside the hut filtered out to them.
“…employees of Blackwell Industries as well as a number of FBI Agents were indicted today on charges of murder, kidnapping, and treason. Among those charged is George Blackwell, chairman and CEO of Blackwell Industries, who has since been admitted to Mercy Hospital following a severe stroke after news of his involvement with the Gavilan Kidnapping case was uncovered by Federal Authorities. Meanwhile, Blackwell Industries’ stock continues to plummet following the massive criminal actions filed against the officers of the company.
“In other news, Gavilan Technologies Corporation has promised close cooperation with the world governments for the rapid development and mass production of the revolutionary photon reactor technology, which was unveiled under unusual circumstances.
“It was reported earlier this week that Doctor Caroline Gavilan had been fatally wounded in a shooting outside her company’s headquarters. However, it was revealed later by sources within the FBI that the real Caroline Gavilan had been kidnapped by unknown parties. The identity of the shooting victim has been revealed as Ms. Marie Deline, Dr. Gavilan’s close friend and the CEO of GTC. Gavilan Technologies spokesperson Bryan Westwood clarified the circumstances behind the aliases and the hidden identities earlier today during a press conference.
“Various news agencies have been attempting to contact the real Doctor Gavilan for a comment, especially with rumors of a Nobel Prize nomination for her photon reactor development, but her office has informed us that the famous inventor is currently unavailable for comment.”
Day lifted his head, catching the last line of the broadcast and smiled. “Definitely unavailable for comment,” he said as he kissed her palm. “Unless they can decipher screams of pleasure, that is.”
“Oh, you are so right,” murmured Rollie before her hand came around and clamped down around his wrist—and quickly cuffed him to the hammock pole before he could do anything about it. “I told you I’d get even with you with these things. Now I get to call the shots.”
Day jerked in surprise and looked up at her, the cuffs on his wrist jingling. His surprise evaporated into hunger as desire shot through his veins like a bullet. “Minx,” he told her and stretched out, inviting her touch. “I did tell you I love you, didn’t I, Mrs. Vann?”
Rollie stared at him in surprise. “Wow. I cuff you to a pole and you wanna get married. I can’t wait to see what I get when I tie you to the bed.”
But her playful nature sobered a bit as she continued. “Not as often as I tell you that I love you, Mr. Vann. I always will, forever and ever.
“And in case you didn’t quite get that, yes, I will marry you.”
The End