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her. His white teeth glittered in the twilight as he smiled, and his eyes glazed with appreciation as they roved over her slender body, clad in a red scanty bikini.
    Amber was happy she’d kept her body in tip-top shape.
    “Come on in. I’ve saved a spot for you,” he said.
    Not even jaded Amber could refuse such an invitation. She ran toward him, placed her small hand in his large one and let him lead her into an incoming wave. When she was neck deep, all her inhibitions seemed to dissolve and she followed Mark into the depth of the ocean where Colby and Josie waited for them. They immediately resumed their water Frisbee game, and then switched to water tags. First it was boys against girls, then it was couple against couple. They caught and released for quite a while and every time Mark touched her, Amber’s heart turned over in response.
    Finally, the evening light faded and dusk crept across the sky. Dripping wet and giddy from excitement, they crawled out of the water and strolled along the beach in the direction of Colby’s house.
    “So Amber, Colby told me you’re divorced,” Mark said as they trailed behind the lovebirds.
    Amber brushed strands of wet hair from her face. The play was over, and she felt like serious business was about to ensue. It was like having dinner then expecting dessert to crystalize the meal. “Yes, a little over a year now.”
    “You have kids, too.”
    Amber smiled. She always smiled when anyone mentioned her kids. “Yes. Two girls. Paige and Payton. They’re six.”
    He flashed her a big white grin. “Twins. How cute. Do they play tricks on you?”
    Amber chuckled. “All the time, and it’s scary when I actually can’t tell them apart. Sometimes I threaten them with starvation if they don’t tell me who is who? And sometimes they refuse to tell me if I don’t give in to their demands. They’re darling little imps.”
    Mark laughed out loud. “Sounds like you have a great relationship with them.”
    “I do. What about you? Do you have kids?”
    “Not yet. I love kids, but have to find a wife first.” His eyes grew dark and serious as he gazed into hers. “I haven’t met a woman I want to marry...”
    His voice trailed off. His mouth was saying one thing, but Amber could read the questions in his hypnotic eyes. He wanted to know if she was interested. “Well, you’re a very handsome man and I’m sure there are dozens of Bajan women who would love to be your wife and bear your children.”
    “There are, but the feelings have to be mutual.”
    “I agree. Mutual affection is critical for any relationship to work. You gotta be riding the same wave together.” Amber honestly couldn’t tell if she were referring to her past experience with Josh, or a future one with…
    “I’ve wanted to tell you how incredible you look in that bikini. Very sexy,” Mark’s voice cut into her thoughts.
    His smile was disarming, just as disarming as his left-fielded compliment. And as her gaze grazed over him in the fading light of dusk, Amber couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to feel Mark’s rock-hard body sprawled out on top of hers. The thought sent a surge of desire rippling through her. She stumbled over a vine hidden in the loose sand. Her hands instinctively sought support. They landed on Mark’s smooth wet chest. His muscles flexed with power beneath her open palms.
    A hot ache grew in Amber’s throat. She couldn’t recall the last time she’d felt this giddy, like a teenage girl out on her first date with her first crush. Pulling back her hands, she gazed down to where Mark’s were wrapped around her arms. His fingers were long, the tips wide and smooth. Amber felt the walls of her womanhood tighten as she imagined him stroking her with those long fingers.
    “Are you alright?” he asked with genuine concern in his voice and eyes. “Perhaps we had a little too much fun in the water, huh? It can make one lightheaded.”
    Vulnerable . Heart on her