Page 104 of The Moment of Letting Go

“Well, I co-own Big Wave now, of course,” he says. “But it certainly doesn’t bring in the same kind of income. Anyway, after Landon died, I gave up my share of our business to his fund and have been doing it ever since.”

“And you intend to break into it to fly to and from Hawaii?” I’m not sure I feel right about that.

“No, babe,” he says. “I’ll only break into it if I absolutely have to. But I don’t intend to have to. I’ll work some extra hours, or even get another job if I need to. It’ll be worth it.”

My heart is melting.

“Well, you know what,” I say, lifting my head a little from his chest. “I’m going to do the same. Whatever it takes.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” I say. “I can’t imagine not being able to see you.”

He raises my hand to his mouth and kisses the tops of my fingers. “Me either,” he says, kissing another finger. “We do have a lot of fun together, don’t we?” His warm lips brush across my knuckles and the top of my hand—I suddenly feel incredibly lightheaded, and my skin tingles from the nape of my neck down into my knees.

“Yeah … we do … have a lot of fun,” I say in a quiet, unfocused voice.

I feel his lips move downward near my ear, and the heat of his breath trails along the side of my neck. “So … what do you wanna do the rest of the day?” he whispers as his free hand slips beneath the elastic of my shorts and into my panties.

“Umm …” I gasp when his fingers find me. “I, uhh …”

“Don’t think about what I’m doing to you,” he says as his hand pushes my legs apart. “Just answer the question.”

Is he kidding? No, I don’t think he’s kidding …

A series of shivers runs up my thighs, and my mouth parts, sucking in the warm, salty air.

“We could go swimming,” he says softly, his fingers moving in and out of me; our legs are tangled in the hammock, my left leg fallen to the side to give him access. His free hand combs through my hair. “Or maybe go on a hike. What do you think?”

“Well, umm”—oh my God, I can’t fucking breathe—“I-I uh—”

I can’t. I just can’t.

“Sienna?”

“Y-yeah?”

“Do you want me to stop?” His voice is so calm, so quiet, so deliciously irresistible.

“No,” I say quickly. “I-I don’t want you to stop.”

I gasp when he pulls one finger out and moves it around in a circular motion against me.

“Then answer the question, babe.” He kisses my head again, his lips lingering within my hair.

My whole body shivers from the inside out.

“OK … um, maybe we could go hiking …” Inhale, exhale. “I-I think that’d be fun.”

“Then what?”

I swallow hard. My legs are trembling.

Silence.

“Sienna?”

“N-no … umm, let me think.” I can’t think of anything else right now!

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