We will speak of it—when we are free to act upon it,” he finished, rubbing his thumb across my lower lip. His eyes promised much and I shivered with anticipation as I nodded slowly. “You are right, of course. This is hardly the place for that sort of thing. Does this mean you will stop torturing me by displaying yourself in various states of undress?” “Not a chance.” He grinned. I kissed him again. I did not think of Caroline. She was in his past, buried the moment he dove into the sea to save me. She would not haunt us again.
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