“We’d catch frogs and fireflies. Take one of Raimond’s boats and sail to Cuba to have dinner with my cousins, and then walk along the beach in the moonlight.” She met his dark eyes. “Then I’d kiss you until sunrise. . . .” Trembling, she took in the intensity in his eyes. The air between them was as charged as an approaching summer storm. If he kissed her now, she’d be lost.
