““Thank you for captaining your own lunch date,” he told her with a smile. “My pleasure,” she said, smiling back. If she’d thought it would be at all awkward or tense, returning to reality, it wasn’t. But they were still out on the docks, still in their own bubble. She was quite certain it would burst soon enough, so she took their last few moments and enjoyed them while she could. “Oh, no,” he said, his smile spreading to a grin as he winked. “The pleasure was all mine. Well, maybe not all mine.” She might have blushed a little. “True enough,” she said, nudging at his shoulder as delight spread across his face when he realized her cheeks were a bit pink. “You’re a wonder, Kerry McCrae,” he said, dipping his head, kissing each warm cheek, her nose, then her mouth. The first kisses were sweet, the last one utterly carnal. He did that to her. Made her feel cherished one moment and utterly desirable the next. She might have been breathing just a bit unevenly when he lifted his head, a gleam of an entirely different sort in his eyes now.””
