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They both looked up at the same time as a seagull swooped down a little too close to their heads. She gasped and Micah clutched her body to his. He waved one hand in the air to frighten the bird away.

When it was gone, he didn’t let go, and she didn’t want him to. She was finally where she wanted to be ever since he’d set foot in her grandmother’s restaurant.

She laid her cheek on his chest and inhaled. If he wore cologne, it was very lightly applied, which was fine with her. She preferred the scent of clean skin as opposed to scents splashed from a bottle.

“That was scary,” she whispered, looping her arms around his waist. “But this feels nice.”

Enclosed in his strong arms and with her head nestled against his muscular chest, she did not feel confined. She felt empowered, free to say what she felt in her heart.

Micah placed his palms on her cheeks and stared into her eyes. He closed his eyes and brought his lips to hers.

“I bet this will feel even better.”

His kiss was sweet and tender, and she felt her body melt against his.