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He rose, his hands still holding firm around her bare midriff. He looked down into her face and stroked his thumb across her lips. He felt his loins stir as she whimpered, and followed his thumb with his lips. The stir became a leap as their tongues meshed.

‘You don’t really want to go out to dinner, do you?’ he murmured some time later, coming up for air, his lips against her temple.

‘I don’t care if I never eat again,’ she whispered.

Alex chuckled. ‘Wow. It must be love.’

Isobella grinned at him and yanked his head down to prove it to him again and again.

EPILOGUE

THEsea lapped the shore of Piccolo Island in gentle licks as Isobella and Alex stood facing each other. The sun set in a blaze of gilded oranges behind them. Isobella wore a simple white sleeveless slip dress that hugged her figure with a plunging V-neckline. The hem fluttered around her bare ankles and the wet sand felt cool beneath her unshod feet.

Alex wore a white shirt, unbuttoned and flapping in the gentle sea breeze. It matched his white trousers. He also had bare feet.

‘Do you take this woman to be your wife? To love her and take care of her all the days of your life?’

‘I do. I absolutely do.’

Isobella grinned up at him, remembering how he had used those exact words to convince her how sexy she was on the plane. His unshaven face sported a scratchy three-day growth to match the erotic scratch of his voice, and the wind blew his hair across his head, tousling it in reckless abandon.

‘And do you take this man to be your husband? To love him and take care of him all the days of your life?’

Alex waited for her words, still blown away that Isobella was his and willing to spend for ever with him. The red hibiscus in her hair complemented her dark toffee eyes and glorious high cheekbones.

‘I do,’ she whispered. ‘I absolutely do.’

The celebrant smiled at them. ‘Then, by the power vested in me, I declare you married. You may kiss.’

Isobella tossed away the posy of flowers she’d purchased at Temora and leapt into Alex’s arms, locking her ankles around his waist and settling against the two strong arms that supported her bottom.

‘Mrs Zaphirides,’ he murmured, looking up at the excitement and love in her eyes.

‘Mr Zaphirides.’ She grinned, twining her arms around his neck and lowering her head for a kiss to seal their union  .

Their first kiss as a married couple.

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