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“Ebony, I—”

She stands on tiptoes and kisses my lips. “Not tonight.” She takes my hand. “I don’t want to talk tonight.”

I slide my hand around her stomach, and it’s soft and firm. God, It’s like she hasn’t changed in twenty years! She lifts her shirt and places my hand on her smooth skin, my fingers tickling her gumdrop belly button.

She leads me to the Captain’s berth, a single votive candle flickering from its holder on a desk crammed with nautical charts and map books. She peels off her shirt and lies on the Captain’s bed, both arms reaching out to me.

“You haven’t aged a day,” I say with a trembling voice.

She shakes her head. “Shh. We’ll talk tomorrow. Come to me, Peter.”

“It’s been a long time,” I whisper as I ease myself on top of her, her skin hot, burning.

“I’ve been waiting twenty years.” Tears well up in her eyes. “You’re my one and only love. Just don’t let me go this time.”

“I won’t. I promise.”