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with longing in his eyes.
    She flushed and swatted a hand at him, putting down her pastry. “Stop, it’s embarrassing.”
    “No,” he said, picking up the pastry and holding it out to her. She took a bite, she couldn’t resist. “It’s very… erotic.”
    She chewed slowly, feeling his electric blue gaze on her. She was unable to keep her eyes from straying to his plump bottom lip, which he was torturing lightly with his teeth as he watched her eat. When that pastry was gone, he fed her another. He didn’t take anything for himself, just seemed hypnotized by watching her eat. When he’d fed her the last berry dipped in whipped cream, he lightly ran his thumb over her lower lip, catching a bit of cream that had fallen there.
    When he slowly licked it off, she felt heat pool low inside her. She squirmed slightly as he moved forward, lips getting closer. Closer.
    They were nose to nose, she could feel his breath. There was something so familiar about it all but something so new and exciting. She parted her lips in anticipation, feeling his lips just a hair’s breadth away, and then he sat back, letting out a heavy breath as he pushed himself to a standing position and faced into the cool breeze.
    She felt bereft, like she was aching to continue, but she didn’t even have words for what she wanted. She didn’t have any right to demand anything from him.
    She just knew she’d die if he didn’t come back and kiss her.
    “Sam?” she asked.
    He put a hand over his face. Even his hands were attractive. Strong with long fingers that teased her imagination. And did more than that in her dreams. “I’m trying to take it slow with you. Trying to be a gentleman. I know you don’t feel the way I do. But I can’t help it. All I can think about is being inside you. Taking you again. Being with you again. I know that must terrify you.”
    No. It made her hot. She knew that was somewhat wrong, but it did. “It does terrify me. But it terrifies me more to let a moment go that we could be sharing. I don’t know how or why, but I want to be with you. Badly, deep down in my soul.”
    Something snapped in the air between them. Perhaps the tension was just too much to take. Perhaps the world and its problems were too far away.
    But either way, all that mattered was Sam sent her a shuttered look over his shoulder and then turned and strode toward her, pulling her to her feet and taking her his in arms.
    Then he kissed her, long and deep and hard, and it was so soulful that she felt her spirit rising up within her at the feel of it. Felt things connecting that had long been broken. Felt love for him pouring over the dam of her memory. And all she wanted was to take him.
    “I want to be with you,” she gasped out. “Now.”

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    H e swept her up in his arms, carrying her like she weighed nothing. He was so tall, so broad through the shoulders, and all man. She reached up and ran a hand through his thick hair, which was a gorgeous medium-blond swept through with strands of white. She loved his face, mature and kind with those gorgeous laugh lines.
    He nuzzled her as he took her downstairs, and she caught her breath at the bedroom in front of her. It was somewhat small, as it was situated in the front of the hull, but it had a gorgeous bed in the center that was slightly raised on a platform, deep-blue covers threaded through with gold. There were small windows on either side that looked out on the sparkling ocean and the horizon, and there were cabinets below the windows that held different keepsakes. The whole room was done in gorgeous, dark wood. There were four lights mounted just above the bed, giving just enough light to not feel dank.
    He walked forward and tossed her lightly onto the bed before prowling toward her like a lion observing its prey. This was a different Sam than the lighthearted one she’d been eating breakfast with. His straight jaw was taut, his eyes burning, and the muscles in his arms bunched as he