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“Are you all right?” he said with an edge in his voice. “I’ve looked everywhere for you.”

“You . . . you have?” She met his eyes and gripped his biceps.

“Of course. I was getting worried.”

“But the ship . . . we have to be back in twenty minutes.”

“So we’ll run. I wasn’t leaving without knowing you were safe.” His voice was steady, his arms refusing to loosen. He held her. There in the middle of an island.

She wasn’t alone.

When Grant leaned in and placed his lips on hers, she realized that for the first time, someone had come for her.

Hannah was falling. Falling in a way she recognized. Because she’d felt the same way when she’d met Grant and in the entire two weeks that followed.

He held her close as they swayed to the music, surrounded by people in a bar pretending to be strangers. But nothing felt strange about being with Grant. It felt right.

His big hands on her drew her closer. One at the small of her back, the other splayed wide in between her shoulder blades. She hugged him back, letting the music move them. Getting lost in him.

His spicy smell and crisp white shirt against her cheek felt familiar.

She wasn’t just falling—she was ready to jump.

Off the cliff of reason and right into everything she felt for Grant.

“I’m getting swept up,” she said against his chest.

He hugged her closer just as the song ended. “That’s not a bad thing,” he said.

She looked up at him and was hit with those dark eyes staring back at her. “Isn’t it?”

He shook his head. “Not when it feels like this.”

He gently lowered his lips to hers, and the kiss was so soft, so perfect, she felt like she could stay right there against this mouth, his body, forever.

“Take me,” she breathed against his mouth.

“Take you home?” he asked.

She smiled and bit his lower lip, “Take me anywhere. Just take me now.”

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erstanding clearly hit Grant, and he didn’t hesitate. Just grabbed her hand and led her straight out of the bar and toward the parking lot. Hannah had her car. She wasn’t worried about Laura. That girl could obviously get a ride home with her husband. Seemed like the boys showed up together, the girls showed up together, and at the end of the night, they paired off.

The crisp sea air cooled her warm cheeks, and she tugged him along the walkway behind the bar toward the ocean.

Once they were several yards away from the bar and down the path, she pinned him against the smooth wood railing and kissed him hard.

She wasn’t in charge for long. Grant grabbed her ass and hoisted her up. She instantly wrapped her legs around his waist. He set her down on the top rail, his hard cock still pressing between her thighs. This railing seemed to have been made for them because he hit her perfectly.

“Do you have any idea how much I want you?” he said, rucking her dress up to her waist. The air hit her bare thighs, and her high heels scratched the bottom rung of the railing.

“You keep saying that, but I haven’t seen the Grant I remember come out to play yet . . .” She nipped his throat, then kissed him hard.

He drew back just enough to look her in the eyes. The raw ferocity behind those dark pools made her wet and excited.

“You are forgetting last night,” he said with a low warning in his tone.

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