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‘The sea is glorious. To think I’ve watched it for days and I’ve only just touched it.’

Nick drifted closer until he could brush her hand. ‘Mmm. I feel the same.’

She opened her eyes lazily and paddled with her hands until she bumped into his chest. ‘Oops. Sorry.’

‘Don’t be.’ His hands captured her shoulders and pulled her slowly into his chest, so that she was anchored on his lap in the water. ‘I’m a sea god. You have to pay a tax when you bump into me.’

She closed one eye. ‘Well, I’m a mermaid. Do you have any idea how dangerous I am?’

Oh, yes. She was dangerous, all right—much more than a woman who knew the rules—but still he turned her to face him.

‘I laugh at danger,’ he said, and she giggled again.

So he kissed her, which was what he’d wanted to do since she’d met him on the gangplank this morning, and time stood still and her skin felt like silk under the water as she twined her arms around his neck.

When she returned his kiss with such an innocent ardour it tore at his heart and tightened his chest. He couldn’t remember when it had been like this.

Holding Tara was precious, yet terrifying, and some of that fear was a residual warning against becoming too fond of someone.