Page 99 of The Love Position

‘You’re incredible,’ he murmured, his gaze caressing her. ‘That was…’ He shook his head. ‘There are no words.’

Then, as if he couldn’t help himself, he kissed her again, nipping and sucking down her neck.

‘Isaac… Isaac!’

Sophia tugged on his hair. ‘The boat is coming back.’

Raising his head, he blinked, then gazed out to sea.

‘Fuck,’ he exhaled, as if his thoughts had accidentally escaped with his breath.

‘We can be together when we’re back in Foxbrooke?’

Sophia didn’t mean to turn the statement into a question, but she still couldn’t quite believe Isaac wanted to be with her.

His eyes flicked to the door of her cabin, as if wanting to lay her on the bed inside, then back to her.

‘Are you going straight home after the course finishes?’

She nodded.

‘Then I will, too.’

Her heart leapt, then froze at the sound of a faint click-click from down the beach that signified the gate opening and closing.

Isaac picked up her crutch.

Sophia took it, then hobbled towards the door. ‘I’d better get showered and changed before dinner.’

His gaze raked her body, making her shiver. ‘Will you be eating with Jessica?’

‘If she’s back in time.’

‘The ferry is the last one before the evening meal. I’ll grab a change of clothes and meet it. If she’s not on board, I’ll come back and collect you.’

‘Thank you.’

Isaac paused, as if wanting to say more, but there was a creak as someone stepped towards them on the boardwalk in front of the villas.

‘Go,’ he said, then strode away.

Sophia entered the room and closed the door as another wave of lust and longing passed through her.

How was she going to bear being so close to Isaac but not being able to touch him for the next three weeks?

17

‘Hanuman!’

Swami Vishnu opened the door to his accommodation and beckoned Isaac in.

‘Guruji,’ he replied, dipping his head respectfully.

‘Take a seat.’

The house Swami Vishnu was occupying had a living room and kitchenette as well as a double bedroom and bathroom. Luxuriously furnished, it was used for the most important visiting speakers when Swami Vishnu wasn’t on the island.

Isaac perched on the edge of a rattan chair, glancing out the large window at the rain. The weather had turned, drenching the island in between the usual bouts of blinding sunshine.

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