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I turn around and he places his hand on my hip as we walk to my lounge chair. I can practically feel the electricity thumping in my body with just a touch of his hand.

Declan takes off his shirt then lays down his towel, phone, and room key. He turns back around and I’m speechless. His body is that of a Greek god. All taut and firm lines. He’s muscular, but not in a body builder way. He’s utterly perfect. I can see every line that delineates each muscle in his chest and abdominal muscles. My mouth is gaping open and there is probably drool running down my chin.

Only when he chuckles, do I look up at him. He’s smiling and it lights up his whole face. He has a couple of days of beard growth on his face that makes him look even better than his usual clean-shaven face. His whiskey colored eyes reel me in.

He grabs my hand and leads me towards the beach. I’m still trying to get my rampant thoughts under control when he takes me closer to a vendor and asks, “Want to go snorkeling in the cove?”

“I’d love that. Max and I were supposed to go today, but he bailed,” I say huskily. I just did not feel comfortable going by myself that far into the ocean with Max cancelling. Here’s the perfect opportunity. Plus, I get to go with Declan, now. That’s the icing on the cake.

Declan pays for our rentals, charging it to his room. He wouldn’t let me charge my set to my room. I’ve never had someone offer to pay for anything of mine. I’ve always made sure I could pay for it myself, and, if I didn’t have it, I didn’t spend it.

“Declan,” I mutter.

He turns to look at me, “Kendall,” he growls.

I’m turned on instantly, wanting to know how he’d sound in the throes of making love. My cheeks turn red. I don’t even need a mirror to know I’m flushed. I can feel the heat rise in my skin.

“Thank you. I could have paid for my own, but…uh… thank you,” I tell him. His hand goes to my hip, something I’m noticing he likes to do when he touches me. I can feel his firm grasp as he brings me in closer to his body.

There’s barely an inch between our bodies. His hand is still firmly on my hip. His lips whisper over mine. Then he moves away and his hand is back in mine.

Declan

Shit, I had to back away from Kendall. She sets my blood on fire, and if I kissed her any longer, I would have had to excuse myself until the blood drained out of my cock. She’s so damn gorgeous, it should be illegal. The best part is, she has no fucking idea. Clueless to the guys that leer at her when she’s lost in a book or when she’s just walking around. She’s clueless of her own beauty.

It’s a fucking breath of fresh air. Being a millionaire comes with notoriety and when I was playing pro ball, women would want me in one way or another. Something I never partook in. I stayed away from the socialites and gold diggers. Basically, I was living like a hermit for the past ten years unless it was for work.

With Kendall I don’t have to worry about that. She’s down to earth. The proverbial girl next door. Not to mention, she offered to pay for her own snorkel rental. Someone out to take advantage wouldn’t even blink at me paying or would insist on me paying.

We walk out to the long deck they have sectioned off for those who want to snorkel and we both sit down and put on our fins. I watch Kendall as she flips her head over and puts her hair in some kind of bun. The action of her doing that shouldn’t look sexy, but, hell, it is. I put on my mask and snorkel. She flips her head back up and looks at me.

I’m sure I look goofy as fuck with my mask on. She laughs and then puts hers on. We make a pair.

I laugh along with her, until I say, “You ready?”

“Yes.” She has a happy smile on her face and then she holds her mask as she slides down into the water. I follow her lead and then we both put our snorkels in our mouths and swim out to look at the reefs and fish.

Kendall doesn’t leave my side as we meander out. At one point, she gets so excited she grabs my arm and points out a sea turtle. It’s massive in size and lazily swims around.

I pop my head out of the water and take my snorkel off and tread water, then she comes up for air and pulls her gear off as well.


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