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with hardening nipples and an ache between her thighs. Thank God she still wore the drab black bikini. It provided at least an illusion of decency.
    Focus.
    "Who are you?"
    "My name's Danyl."
    "Daniel?"
    He smiled. "Close." He pronounced it again. When she mimicked the sound, he nodded his approval.
    "My friends call me Di."
    He quirked a brow at that. "Die? And what do those who aren't your friends call you?"
    "Aphrodite." Even as she said it, her nose wrinkled in distaste.
    "Ah, Di . Born of the sea," he murmured.
    She lifted a single shoulder and let it drop. "Or goddess of the sea, depending on who you ask."
    His gaze followed the motion. A strand of her hair wrapped over her shoulder and she grimaced at the frizz, but then smiled to herself. Naked dude saved her life. Twice.
    Naked dude now lay behind her in bed. And she was worried about her hair?
    Danyl curled the errant strand around his finger and pushed it aside. He kept his eyes on hers when he lowered his head and swept his mouth across her skin. The goose bumps that erupted this time had nothing to do with the temperature.
    "That's also true," he said before dropping another tender kiss. "And where I'm from, there's only one thing to do with a goddess."
    Heart thudding so loudly people the next continent over probably heard it, Di asked,

    "And what's that?"
    Danyl didn't hesitate. "Worship her."

Chapter Three
    Oh, God. What did she say to that? Already he was kissing a trail of fire over her shoulder and down her arm. And his hand worked at the knot keeping her bikini top tied in place.
    She'd never been one to sleep with just anyone who happened by, but from the first time she'd looked into those beautiful eyes, something sparked between their bodies, connecting them on a fundamental level and elevating them to an ethereal one. But this made no sense. It couldn't be real. Friends of hers dreamed of soul mates and instant attractions, but in the real world relationships came and went, passing her by and leaving with a greater bang than that upon which they arrived.
    "Danyl, wait," she gasped, her body burning with need. It'd been so long. Did it really matter if she gave in to a whim just this one time? After another long hesitation she wanted to growl her frustration because of course it did. "I don't know you. I don't know who you are or anything … and I'm grateful, believe me I am—"
    He stopped moving, but kept her body pressed tight to his. "I want to be near you, Di. With your permission?"
    He shifted as if to kiss her body again, and despite the very warm flush it sent through her, she shook her head. "Wait."
    She couldn't think with him pressed against her, every hard inch of him a testament to his thoughts. Shimmying away, Di turned so she could face him directly.
    Only that was worse. At least before, she had the stark wall of the cabin to stare at.
    Now, she had the daunting task of gazing at his glory. He wasn't the least bit embarrassed to be nude in front of her. If she didn't know better, she'd think it was just a normal part of his life.
    "Why would you be out here in the middle of nowhere, Danyl? I know why I'm here, but you?"
    "I'm searching for something."
    "As am I."
    "The uh, map I have says it's somewhere around here."
    She narrowed her eyes. "So does mine."
    "What are you searching for?"
    "No way, buddy," she said, shaking her head. "You first."
    His mouth edged up in a reluctant smile. Then he did the most unexpected thing.
    He rolled in the opposite direction and off the bed. Her gaze dropped again to his heavy cock and for the first time she noticed the lack of hair on his body. Not on his chest. Not on his arms or legs. Definitely nowhere to be found near his shaft.
    "You are well now, goddess, so I don't feel remiss in leaving you." He backed toward the doorway and despite the protest and millions of questions poised on her lips, Di said nothing. "But I'll be back when I've found my object. And we'll continue this."
    "Danyl…"
    He
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