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as she slid out of the speed boat, he’d seen the hunger in her eyes too.
    The only way he could think of to relieve the tension would be for himself and Caitlyn to get it out of their systems together. That was the theory anyway. Three months was a long time for a relationship, Jake didn’t usually stay with a woman that long; not since Sarah tried to trap him all those years ago. But he honestly couldn’t see how it could be helped. He knew his heart was safe, the scars his first love had left only grew thicker with time. Plus, he’d be up front with Caitlyn before he suggested the affair so she knew it would just be about the burning chemistry. Not love. He didn’t do love anymore. His heart simply couldn’t feel the emotion.
    First though, he had to figure out how to get her to accompany him to dinner when she was looking at the motorbike like it might explode.
    “You’ll be safe, Caitlyn. Just hold onto me.” He swung a leg over the seat and shifted forward to make room for her. “Come on, you don’t seem like the kind of girl to chicken out.”
    Her eyes flashed green fire and her frown was full of so much irritation he almost laughed. Was it sick that her anger turned him on?
    “I am not a chicken.” Caitlyn stomped closer, pausing when she reached the bike.
    “Here.” Jake kicked up the stand and tilted the bike closer to the ground to help her jump on. “Swing your leg over.”
    Caitlyn did as she was asked and, once she was in position, he straightened the bike and revved the engine. Caitlyn squealed and clamped her arms around his waist. He tried to laugh, but having her thighs bracketing his backside sent a fresh jolt of arousal burning through him.
    “Hold on,” he instructed, and Caitlyn’s grip tightened.
    “Jake, wait.” The last of the words were cut off by the sound of the engine as he started it.
    Jake kept the speed slow as he made his way around the twists and turns of the winding road. He tried not to think of Caitlyn’s naked thighs curving against his. Nor the fact that her breasts were pressed up against his back and she was plastered to him as firmly as if she’d been superglued there.
    Instead, he concentrated on the scenery. The island was covered in palm trees and the place he was taking Caitlyn had a tropical forest. Just at the edge of the palms and flowers there was a small, private area of beach which seemed undisturbed.
    They darted by guest villas, all different sizes and styles. The owner of the island clearly liked to look after his guests. As the bike brought them closer to the coast, Jake saw the grandest villa of all. A white, two-story building with sea facing glass walls situated on a strip of golden sand.
    He heard Caitlyn gasp and noted her hands loosened their death grip on his torso as they drove by the magnificent villa. Jake had been in awe when he’d first noticed the property this morning on his jog along the beach. The house wasn’t huge, but the architecture was unique and the location perfect. The women he usually dated would turn their noses up at the size of the building. The fact Caitlyn seemed to appreciate the beauty of it made him warm to her more.
    Once they’d reached the small cove he’d set up earlier with a picnic blanket and cooler, Jake stopped the bike. “We’re here.”
    Caitlyn didn’t answer him, nor release her grip on his stomach. He turned to look over his shoulder and saw she was staring out at the ocean, her lips slightly parted in wonder. He meant to follow her gaze, but couldn’t drag his eyes away from her face. She still wore the subtle makeup but even without it, she was beautiful. High cheekbones complimented her heart-shaped face and the fiery curls contrasted perfectly with her emerald eyes.
    Jake kicked down the stand on the bike and tilted it toward the ground. Sean had arranged for the bike to be transported from Rio, knowing Jake liked to ride. It was possible to walk around the island, but riding always helped