Should you wish to waste some time reading a very short story, here's the sum:
Cassie wants to build a sanctuary in Baja Mexico for the vanquita, an endangered species of dolphin. Her proposal is refused by the landowners who wish to build a resort that will threaten the rest of the living dolphins. She decides to go to the area anyway and plead with the land owners to allow them to build the space.
First day there, she's swimming, gets caught in a net and is speared by a fishing hook and is rescued by a handsome Mexican stranger, Alejandro. They're attracted to each other and she tells him all about the vanquita and they go on a boat to look for them and they spend a day together. Her friend, Taylor, is not super sympathetic as she's getting a little somethin' somethin' while she's on vacay and it turns out this guy works for or with Alejandro... and that's when Cassie discovers Alejandro's lie.
It all works out in the end, and I suppose they love each other, but I don't remember it being said and if it was, it wasn't memorable, and I hate that.
This story did not need the grotesque description of the fishing hook in order to make its point about dolphins getting caught in fishing nets, either.