He shook his head, rolling up his sleeve to past his elbow. “You’ve got me all wrong, Nalani. I’m generous with mine. Which… you do realize that’s what you are now, right?” “I prefer to believe I belong to myself.” He smiled. “I’ll let you have that delusion. For now.” “You’re horrible.” “You’re beautiful,” he countered, slipping a hand into the semi-opaque water, where it disappeared.
