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She digs her fingers into my sides, pressing my stiff button-up shirt into my skin. "It's just…it'scold."

"It'scold?"

She nods. "It's fucking freezing. And I'm wearing nothing. And a thong, bytheway—"

"Goon."

She bites her lip. "Uh-uh. You have to waitforthat."

"Do I?" I slide my hand over the curve ofherass.

She lets out a soft sigh. "You do." Her voice gets breathy. Needy. "It's sexyashell."

I drag my fingertips over the side of her hip, feeling for thestrap.

Her eyelids fluttertogether.

Her expression softens intoplease, Mal, make mecome,now.

Iwantto.

But she'sright.

I needtowait.

Maybe not until afterdinner.

But untilafterthis.

"Just…" She clears her throat, struggling to get ahold of herself. "It's not actually cold anymore.Somehow."

"Somehow."

She stares up into my eyes. "But I am hungry." She bites her lip. "God, I sound so whiny,don'tI?"

"I like making youwhine,baby."

Her cheeks flush. "I missed you, youknowthat?"

"I missed you too." I've been on the road most of the last month. But—"We have two weekstogether."

She nods and nestles into my chest. Her gaze shifts to the ocean. "Really, Mal. This is beautiful. Romantic. Sweet." She lets out a soft sigh. "It'sperfect."

Itis.

And this is the perfectmoment.

Only my mouth issticky.

And my chest islight.

Fuck, it's a good thing she's holding me. I'm about to float intothesky.

This is whatIwant.

I have no doubtsaboutthat.

The last year and half has been a fuckingdream.

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