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something moved in
the water—an arm. She squinted behind her sunglasses. The sun cut the
horizon in half but suddenly, a form rose up from the waves and stood in
silhouette against the sun.
    A
man?
    He walked out of the ocean and Des stood
riveted to the ground. She could not take her eyes off him. The receding water
revealed more of his perfectly formed torso. As he got closer, she watched the
liquid trail down his body, and followed its path over a wide chest as it slithered
across well-defined abs, and disappeared at the waistband, riding low over lean
hips. Oh, how she wanted to peel those trunks down to continue the journey with
the water.
    Slowly, she reversed the path her gaze
followed, taking in skin, bronzed from his time in the sun. Something glittered
around his neck, some sort of chain, but her gaze only skimmed it. Her eyes
momentarily arrested by the beautiful colorful tattoos, taking up the left side
of his well defined chest and shoulder, before continuing down his arm to his
elbow.
    She took a step forward, wanting to get a
closer look at the patterns, but she stopped herself. Instead, allowing her
gaze to travel to the wild dark hair. Wet from his swim, long enough to caress
his collarbone and covering part of his perfect sculptured face.
    Des kept staring until she gazed into
those eyes. Even from this distance. She froze.

    Cyrus had already gone ahead, but Zek
hadn’t been quite ready to leave the peace of the ocean. The whirl of the
helicopter blades told him he’d stayed a little too long and would greet his
guest in his swimsuit. At least, he’d thought to put one on just in case. He
almost always swam nude. Good thing, cause Cyrus hadn’t been wearing one. He
wore a smile on his face, thinking of the shock Cori’s friend would’ve gotten
to see a naked man, or two of them, walking out of the ocean.
    He blinked and wiped the water out of his
eyes before he focused on the figures, standing near the helicopter. His
eyesight even on land was better than most. He easily made out Aaron. While the
brown-skinned woman with him, immediately caught his attention. Average height,
she’d only reach his shoulder, but her figure of long legs, a tiny waist and
palm-sized breasts had the blood in his body flowing a little faster through
his veins.
    While the others were still moving,
taking things out of the copter, she remained motionless staring at him. A
shiver ran through his body. The closer he got, the stronger the sensation.
Something about her…
    “Hey, dude.”
    He briefly turned his gaze away from the
female and saw Aaron. On one hand, Zek registered the greeting and the fact
Aaron moved in his direction to shake his hand. He automatically extended his
to connect with Aaron’s, but his gaze returned to where the rest of his senses
were all focused—on the woman before him. When Aaron released him, he
turned to her. This had to be Des. Zek’s hand rose to the necklace around his
neck, he noticed the woman’s gaze follow his movement.
    “Des, this is Xavior’s brother, Ezekiel
Oceanus. Zek this is Desiree Holden, otherwise, Des.”
    “Welcome to my home,” he said.
    The woman couldn’t seem to find her voice
for a moment and he tried to rescue her. The minute he thought of rescuing her,
his heart beat faster. Electricity pumped through his blood and lightning
flashed above their heads. He knew her.
    At the first crackle of lightning, Des
glanced up at the clear blue sky.
    He smiled. “I’m sorry to greet you in
such a wet state. And please call me Zek.” He took the hand not holding the
carryon bag in a tight grip and raised it. Lowering his head to her palm, but
without taking his eyes off her, he pressed his lips against her soft flesh and
felt her shiver. Her eyes opened wide. After he lowered her hand, he didn’t
release it. “I told you we’d meet again.”
    “You know each other?” Aaron asked.
    “Huh?” she mumbled.
    “I’m sorry, Aaron, but I’ve met Des
before,” he