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eyes, and hands, away from him to stop the urge of throwing myself at him again.
    As it turned out, there was a convenience store just off the main road only a few minutes later, and David assured us that even though it wasn’t really a touristy part of town, they definitely did temporary SIM cards.
    ‘You stay here, I’ll just be a minute,’ I told Sean as the car cruised to a stop in the lay-by opposite. Not that it was likely that he would have accompanied me anyway, I supposed. I could just see the headlines now, ‘Hollywood heartthrob buys crappy disposable SIM Card from 7-Eleven.’
    I’m not entirely sure what made me do it – perhaps Sean’s barely constrained lust was permeating my body, but suddenly I felt uninhibited and wild. Leaning over, I placed a scandalous, open-mouthed kiss on his mouth, briefly sucking his lower lip as I brazenly used my free hand to cup his groin and give it a firm squeeze, all the while hoping that David wasn’t watching.
    Lurching below my touch, Sean grabbed at my wrist and let out a long, hissed breath, his eyes shooting wide open. ‘Christ, careful, Allie, one more touch like that and I’ll come in my jeans.’ I was thrilled by his response, rather proud to find him still rock-hard underneath the faded denim. Good. I’d make use of that as soon as we got to the hotel. I’d been so horny for the past two months that I couldn’t wait to jump on him, and almost told David to skip the shop and take us straight back … but I did need the SIM card. My mum would panic if I didn’t call her tonight, and it would cost a fortune from my UK number.
    Sliding reluctantly from the car I gave one final, lighter caress to his manhood and giggled to myself as I heard a growl of frustration, followed by a series of heated curses. Grinning to myself I hurried through the muggy heat into the store, in a ridiculously good mood and thinking this day really couldn’t get any better.

Chapter Four
    Cait
    Running had definitely been a good idea. I tended to get extremely fidgety when I was excited about something, and Allie’s imminent arrival was exciting me to near explosive levels. I was super jittery and could barely keep still. Where was she now? Still in the air? Or had she landed yet? I was almost bursting at the seams with anticipation.
    As my legs got into a nice, steady rhythm I started to relax into the run, my body working off the excess energy rather pleasantly as I began to mentally plan a list of sightseeing that Allie and I could do together. As I jogged energetically around the corner of a small community building in the park, I ran headlong into something solid and unrelenting like a hapless bird into a freshly washed window. There had been no warning or possible way to prepare myself, just wham .
    I was vaguely aware of hard muscles and warm skin beneath my fingers before I went tumbling backwards, the impact from the stranger’s broad, strong frame so powerful that it sent me cascading unceremoniously to the ground.
    ‘Oof!’ The air rushed from my lungs as my back hit the sun-warmed tarmac, winding me instantly and sending stars spinning in front of my eyes.
    Unfortunately, any vague remnants of my composure were lost seconds later when I tried to draw in a breath and couldn’t. Instead, awful retching noises began to escape from my heaving chest as I desperately tried to breathe, while simultaneously clawing at the stony ground in an attempt to sit up and gather some speck of my shattered dignity.
    I failed on all counts.
    My composure appeared to have deserted me and made a run for the hills, because air simply wasn’t returning to my lungs and I was still wallowing around like a beached whale.
    My iPod was blaring The Prodigy in my ears, but over the fast, rhythmic beat I vaguely heard a man’s voice. ‘God, I'm so sorry! Are you all right?’
    I was sprawled on the floor with breath sawing from my lungs like a blocked drain and he was asking if I was all