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“I don’t dance,” she said.

“Since when? I just saw you dancing at your parents’ house.”

Reluctantly, she swayed her hips under the sound of Beres Hammond’s gentle voice. Watching her caused things to stir in Samson. He pulled her into his chest and they continued to dance. No words. He wrapped his strong arms around her waist, held her close. Soon she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.

“The last time we were at the beach, things didn’t go so well,” she reminded him.

“Well, I’m hoping that this time will be different.” He decided to go in for a kiss, and was glad that she didn’t resist.

His lips touched hers gently, and the kiss was much sweeter than he’d imagined. His tongue found its way into her peppermint-flavored mouth. Her French-manicured fingertips danced their way across his face, caressed it. He held on to her waist. The strength of his arms made her feel safe. Wanted. Sexy. All the things she hadn’t felt in a long time. Things she’d been too busy to feel.

Without a single word, he grabbed her hand and led the way back to the cabana.