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“It is,” Imogen chimes in, chuckling, then breaks loose from my grasp as her feet take her away from me.

“Where are you going?”

She smiles over her shoulder. “I’ll be right back. Howard!”

The old man turns around right before walking through the door.

“I have something you can do for me,” she says.

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IMOGEN

PRESENT DAY

“Youwereatotalbadass, you know?” My cheek is pressed against Liam’s bare chest. The sun is warming my skin while we’re lying on a sunbed on one of the main beaches in South Reef Bay. Meaning, Liam is lying down and I’m on top of him. He kept his promise, and we had the most amazing breakfast on the beach. Eggs, fresh fruit, toast, bacon; it was all there and delicious, and I’m sighing at how content I feel.

After we came home last night, I have to admit, I’ve been a bit clingy. I won’t lie; at some point when Dax had me tied up in his cave, which sounds disgusting, by the way, my mind wandered off to the realization that there was a chance I would never see Liam ever again. The thought alone gutted me, and I decided I’m going to be like a little monkey for the next few days. I want to feel him against me every chance I get, just so I know I’m not dreaming.

I’m sure Liam will get annoyed with me soon, but so far, he hasn’t protested in any way. Instead, he just wraps my arms around me, kisses the top of my hair like it’s perfectly normal that I’m holding on to him like a baby sloth. It’s not, I know that, but I’ve just been kidnapped. I think I deserve a little extra affection.

“Yeah?” I muse, lifting my head to rest my chin on his chest.

“It was goddamn sexy. Told you, you are a warrior.”

“Hmm, maybe I am.”

“You are. Although, I’d appreciate it if you kept out of trouble from now on.”

“Ah, what’s up, old man? Your heart can’t handle a little excitement anymore?”

“First off”—he tickles my side, and I yelp—“I’m notthatold.”

“You’re eight years older than I am, so I say you are,” I tease.

“Secondly, you gave me enough heart attacks for a lifetime. The only heart attacks I want to get from now on are the ones where you wrap your pretty lips around my cock.”

“What? This cock?” I sneakily rub my hand over his swimsuit-covered groin, and his eyes shut.

“Gen,” he hisses, though he doesn’t do anything to stop me as I slowly move my hand up and down. “We’re in public.”

“I know. I bet it turns you on even more.”

“Stop before I drag you to the ocean and make you scream in front of all these kids around.”

I look over my shoulder at a few kids playing on the shoreline, though my hand never stills.

“That’s hardly a threat, Carrillo. I can be quiet if I have to.”

His eyes snap open with an incredulous look, before his lashes lower again and his lips part. “You couldn’t shut up if your life depended on it.” He licks his lips. “Baby.”

“For fuck’s sake, Gen. Can you stop touching my brother’s dick in front of everyone?”

Kane’s voice has me falling from the stretcher, landing on my ass in the sand.

“Kane! You almost gave me a heart attack.” He seems like he’s actually going to relax for once when he drops his body to the sunbed next to Liam, wearing an army green swimsuit. His tattoos are on full display, looking like the badass that he is, and I notice at least half a dozen women ogling him from their towels in the sand.

Liam chuckles, adjusting his dick while I put myself back on the edge of the bed. “That’s karma for wanting to give me one.”

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