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The last time Tim had shook her to wakefulness, he’d had bad news. Mia’s subconscious fought to stay asleep. To block out whatever feared tidings Tim might have to tell her.

“Mia—baby?”

That last word jerked Mia awake. She sat up, blinking rapidly. She wanted to force her eyes to adjust to the dark. She reached out, and her hand closed on a hard bicep just as someone flipped on a light in the hallway. The face of the person who’d rousted her came into view. A tired, sunburned face, but one that was whole.

Blaine smiled at her. “Good morning, sunshine.”

*

That evening, as he soaked in the hot bath Mia had drawn for him, Blaine told her his story.

“It was almost a freak thing. The entire electrical system in the boat failed. Some kind of surge. Don’t need to get into any detail, but it fried the connections to both engines. Both! And then while I was messing with fixing it, we drifted. Man, it was awful. We were never really in danger… I mean, I had water and emergency food. The two clients were the worst part of it. One guy kept telling me he wanted his money back—I mean, fine, mate, I’ll give it to you, but can we talk about it later? The other guy cried. For hours. About how he was never going to see his wife again—”

“Poor thing,” said Mia, as she poured water over his shoulders.

“I know, I know. I’m sure it was scary. I kept telling him the coast guard would find us—”

“They might not have. How many miles off course did you drift?”

“About twenty.”

Mia shivered. “Thank god they found you before you hit the gulfstream and ended up in your parents back yard.”

Blaine laughed. “Maybe I’m underestimating it. I guess I’ve just been in more dangerous situations. Like, really dangerous. Bad seas.”

“Let’s change the subject, okay?” Mia said. “Your parents are finally getting some sleep?”

He nodded. “Yeah. Spoke with Mum for nearly thirty, and then she let Dad get a word in for a few.”

Blaine hadn’t mentioned Candice, and for some reason, Mia didn’t bring it up herself. She wondered if maybe his parents didn’t tell him they’d called her, or if Blaine himself thought Mia didn’t know and wanted to keep her in the dark. A lot of questions, but Mia sensed an unpleasant conversation around that topic. She didn’t want to ruin his reunion. She’d been so worried about him that she hadn’t even really kissed him. She felt like Blaine had turned to glass while he was lost.

Now, as he lay naked in the water in front of her, she wanted a real reunion. Apparently, so did he.

“Why am I the only one naked here?” he asked. He tugged at her tank top. “Take this off.”

She smiled and did as he asked.

“The bra, too, silly girl. I’d do it myself, but I don’t want to get you all wet. Not in that way, anyway.” He took hold of her hand and slid it to the button of her shorts. “Take those off. And then tell me how wet you are.”

“What do you mean?” She said, as she removed her shorts and panties.

“Touch yourself.”

She stood, blushing. “How?”

“How you do when I’m not here. When you’re thinking about me.”

Mia wanted to satisfy him, so she tried to do as he asked. She slid her hand between her legs. He was right, of course; she was already wet.

“Put your foot on the side of the tub so I can see,” he said. He leaned back in the soapy water.

Mia spread herself before him. He’d said he wanted her to do what she did when he wasn’t there, but Blaine always ended up taking charge in the end. He seemed to know her body better than she did, anyway.

She stroked and fingered herself, a

ll at his bidding. She ran her hands over her own breasts, marveling at her soft skin. The harder he stared at her, the harder his cock got in the water. It peeked out of the bubbles. She would have laughed if she hadn’t been so turned on.

“Come in here with me, sexy,” he finally said. That was all the invitation Mia needed.

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