‘Do you like cooking?’

‘Yeah. I like being able to control what ingredients are used. Making things exactly how I like them.’

‘You’re a real health enthusiast, aren’t you? The working out, the salads… You were always careful, but it seems like you’re into it a lot more now.’

‘I am.’ His voice went low. ‘Because of what happened to Mum. That motivated me to take better care of myself.’

‘Makes sense. I’m no chef, but I’m okay in the kitchen. I make a mean macaroni cheese. Not exactly healthy, but it’s one of my signature dishes.’

‘Maybe you can make it for me sometime.’ Max faced me.

Our eyes locked and my stomach fluttered. All I wanted right now was for him to lean down and kiss me.

‘I’d love to. I can do something healthier like ginger and chilli salmon.’

‘You’d make that for me?’ Max said, brushing away the strand of hair that had blown onto my cheek.

‘Yeah,’ I murmured. Max’s thumb was still brushing my cheek and even though it was another hot sunny day, the heat from his palms sent goosebumps scattering across my skin.

‘You’re really easy to talk to,’ Max said. ‘I like spending time with you.’

‘I like spending time with you too.’

As his head moved closer to mine, my heart started to race.

‘I like doing so much with you.’

‘What else do you like doing with me?’

‘I can’t tell you.’

‘I thought you just said I was easy to talk to?’

‘You are.’

‘So tell me then,’ I insisted.

‘It’s not justtalkingthat I like doing with you.’ Max’s eyes darkened. ‘And that’s the problem.’

‘If you could do anything with me right now, what would it be?’

‘You don’t want to know.’

‘I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t. Tell me.’

‘First, I’d kiss you.’

‘Hmm-hmm.’ Shockwaves raced up my spine.

‘Then I’d lay you on the sand, pull up your top, unhook your bra and suck on your beautiful nipples.’ His eyes were now the colour of charcoal.

‘And after that?’ I asked, wetness pooling between my legs.

‘I’d lift up that skirt to see if you’re wearing one of those thongs, then I’d drag it to one side, make you come again with my mouth, then fuck you until you begged me to stop.’

‘I wouldn’t ask you to stop.’ I ran my hands over his chest.Max stepped forward and his erection pressed into my belly. God. I wanted him so badly.

He took my face in his hands, dipped his head then kissed me. Hard. Fast. Passionately.