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“Ah, look at you,” he said, picking her up. “I have food again, just in case.”

“I ate, but you have to, and you don’t want to eat what I had, I can guarantee it.”

“Let me guess. Tofu.”

“Oh god, no,” she said, laughing. “Leftover jambalaya.”

He came up on the porch with the dog and his bags and kissed her on the lips.

“I missed you today.”

“Is that right,” she asked, threading her arms around him. “Let me take that doggie. And I missed you. I got half the brick terrace dug up I was so lonely.”

“You did! What are you going to do back there?”

“Come in and get your dinner and we’ll talk.”

She sat with him while he ate. To avoid the bugs, they stayed indoors again by candlelight, and she told him her idea about planting the back in grasses for the horses.

“So it sounds like you might have decided to take me up on my offer,” he replied, pleased.

“I have. If they’ll have access to the public lands, I’ll do it.”

“They will, I guarantee it. I’ll plant your grass for you, too. They’re already eating the hedges back there, so maybe if there’s good grass, they’ll leave the hedges alone.”

“I’m thinking about ripping those out, as well.”

They chatted more about the new pasture while cleaning up from dinner, the conversation easy and companionable.

“Do you want to sit outside?” he asked when they finished.

“Sure. Tonight I’d like to take a walk down to the water,” she replied. “I’ll leave Brulee up here. I don’t want an alligator to snatch her.”

“You really don’t have to worry about gators in Cypress Cove.”

“Ah, I don’t care, that still freaks me out.”

“You can trust me. Alligators like freshwater, and Cypress Cove is brackish.” He pointed toward the water. “That big body of water on the other side of the peninsula? Gulf of Mexico.”

They left the porch and strolled down to the water, bickering good-naturedly about the dangers of swimming at night.

“It’s when they’re the most active,” she argued.

“Did you swim down here when you were a kid?”

“All the time but with an adult spotting us. That’s why I’m worried. My grandfather even said alligators could climb trees.”

“They can,” Justin said, laughing.

They stood side by side for a while, talking in low voices, and then nothing. He held her hand and rubbed his finger on her wrist.

“Come here.”

He pulled her into a hug, dipping her over, and before she knew it, he was kissing her. They had not kissed like this before. Overcome by desire, Maggie was soon worked up into a frenzy, and he was right there with her. Their hands were all over each other’s bodies, and in a minute, they were pulling clothes off, leaving them on the dock. In no time they were going to go straight from a peck on the cheek to the real deal.

Strong as an ox, Justin lifted her against his body, her legs automatically winding around his waist, offering the perfect angle, the exquisite entry, and he slid right into her.

With hands on his face, she kissed him, sucking his lower lip into her mouth, threading her arms around his head, and slowly, from the tip of him to its hilt, she rode him.

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