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agree?”
    She nodded.
    “Besides, I wouldn’t want my grandmother to have to face that.”
    “But you don’t even know that woman.”
    He shrugged one shoulder. “Maybe it’s my first step toward capturing the wind.”
    Megan couldn’t explain why her eyes were suddenly filled with tears, why her hands found their way to Alexander’s chest and rested there against his beating heart. He was warm and wonderful, both inside and out, and in today’s world that was rare. “You never finished telling me about Aquanna.”
    With the slowness of mountain molasses, Alexander’s hands slid down Megan’s arms, slipped gently to her back, and created a perfect cradle to hold her. His thighs pressed against hers, heat rising from his powerful limbs and blazing through the silk of her dress.
    His hands were two fireballs against her lower back, radiating heat from her spine to her stomach. “It’s said that when she first saw Emerald Princess rising above the white foam and glistening tide in the clear waters of the Caribbean, Aquanna was so moved by the beauty of the ship, she made a vow. When two people who are purest of heart take their first step onto the gangway, Aquanna would set in motion their destiny. To fall in love.”
    Megan swallowed.
    The arms around her tightened, pressing her closer to him. He smelled like the sea and cologne and the faintest hint of popcorn. Heat rose between them, creating a dizzying euphoria and causing all the scents to meld into something she hoped she’d never forget. It was enchanting.
    And yet. It was real. Alexander was real. He wasn’t some Richard-named dream created by Grandma Trini. He was right here. And he was quite possibly the most incredible man she’d ever met. When his tongue darted out to moisten his mouth, her gaze stalled there. She wanted to taste that mouth, to feel those lips, and before she could stop herself, Megan tilted up.
    His eyes became fire on her, no hesitation, but a flickering question landed there and disappeared. She knew where his uncertainty stemmed from. She had it herself. He wasn’t Richard. But she wasn’t backing away. Her hand slid up, index finger tracing the line of his lower lip. It was soft, just like she’d known it would be. Before she could stop herself, she gently covered his mouth with hers and there, on the top deck of Emerald Princess , she kissed the man she shouldn’t.
    It was a gentle brush at first, but, tasting him, she simply wanted more. If she could, she’d climb inside his heart and look around, see just what made him tick. He was the kind of man who would spend a vacation helping a woman fall in love with someone else. He was the kind of man who offered assistance to old ladies. He was the kind of man who knew how to use his mouth like a lethal thing. His tongue grazed hers as he shifted, making an even more intimate place for her against him. Fear of combustion made her drag her mouth from his. She leaned back, feeling both drunk and breathless. When their eyes locked and held, she saw the answers to questions she didn’t even know she’d had. He licked his lips. And she watched helplessly. Already regretting the fact they were no longer kissing.
    Something solid hit her from behind, causing her to jolt and Alexander to stiffen territorially. For a moment, she didn’t understand what had happened, but when male voices rose around her, she quickly caught up. Someone had knocked a man into them. He was apologizing, and Alexander was trying to brush it off, brush him off.
    When she heard, “Please forgive me, ma’am,” she knew that was her cue to tell him it was okay. Then he’d leave and she could get back to Alexander and the fireworks their lips created. Megan turned—difficult with Alexander’s arms holding her tightly—and glanced up.
    To the bluest eyes she’d ever seen. He was tall, Alexander’s height, with blondish-brown hair that curled around his forehead and neck. Her mouth opened, but nothing