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    “Yes. A sizable one. Can you handle it?”
    Ooooh.
    Sexual banter is not something I’m good at, but only because I lack practice. Give me a little time and I know I can match his innuendos line by line. However now, I can’t think of a smart comeback.
    I’m getting seared by the smoldering look he’s showering me right now. I can’t think past sizable. Like how sizable can it get? I blame my limited experience in male anatomy now. I actually forced myself not to look down his body to check for any sizable signs of his ego.
    My throat has gone dry. “I can handle just about anything,” I finally find my voice again.
    A sexy smile splits his lips. “Good to know. I like take-charge women.”
    Ooooh-kay. I’m getting a surge of hot flushes now and I’m pretty sure, it’s not a menopausal symptom.
    We walk again, in silence this time.
    Strange, but it’s not awkward. In fact, I feel comfortable walking beside him in silence, just the sound of the waves resonating around us.
    I feel him take my hand in his.
    Surprised, I look up at him.
    “Let’s not waste the view and the moment. It’s too romantic not to hold hands.” He gently squeezes my fingers.
    Can I swoon? I want to high-five someone up there. My guardian angel is a pro at selecting the best genes and the sweetest dude.
    Thank you God, for not making my Baby Dada an asshole.
    I smile and curl my fingers around his rough palm, feeling his calm strength. My skin is so pale compared to his swarthy complexion, my hand totally engulfed in his and I’ve never felt more feminine in my entire life. Right this moment, I want to feel small and delicate and weak and let this man take care of me. Dominate me.
    So, it’s true what they say. The strongest woman will succumb to the natural power of an alpha male. It’s the natural order of the universe.
    For once, my hard-core feminist inner goddess is shutting up. The bitch is probably enjoying this rare moment, too.
    “Would you like to do this for a week?” I blurt without a thought.
    Hah!
    Oh, there she goes. Really! I swear, it just came out of my lips, bitch!
    I feel him tense, but only for a moment.
    “Hold hands?”
    “Among other things you’d like to do.”
    I’m kinda impressed with how I’m handling this, casually propositioning him like I’m just offering him a drink at the bar. Despite my rioting hormones, my nerves are relaxed around him. I don’t know what it is about him, but the way he looks at me doesn’t make me feel less of myself with what I’m doing.
    His eyes don’t judge me. I feel empowered by them.
    He smiles at me and doesn’t answer right away, but I don’t feel rejected. His eyes tell me his answer.
    Dang, this man looks so divine my body is responding crazily to his potent appeal for the first time in ages. No, for the first time ever! I haven’t felt this with Aiden who I swore was my first true love, this exhilaration inside me waiting to burst like a dam any moment.
    Insta-lust.
    Now I know how that feels. Those smutty ebooks I usually gobble from Amazon if I want to declog my brain of pressure are not lying after all. You can really feel instant lust for a man you don’t even know. My moist bikini bottom proves it without a doubt.
    “I’d like to do a lot of things with you,” he finally replies.
    Okay, I take back that mean thought about that chick at the bar. I’m melting like stupid goo on the sand now. “Me, too.”
    “A lot of inappropriate things.”
    Oh god. Keep going.
    I can feel my core clench with a familiar, delicious ache, but it’s not self-induced this time. It’s being caused by an outside force. A very powerful force.
    I wet my lips. “I’d like to find out how….inappropriate those things are.”
    I relish the tell-tale signs of my awakening desire. For a man! Hallelujah, my muff is not a manhater, after all! It’s been a long-standing affair with Bob. It’s time to welcome the real deal again. I can say I’ve really missed this