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teased and tasted. The magic of Seb was awakening her from her slumber, making her aware for the first time in years of her own body, stirring long-ignored needs inside her. It was four years since she had been kissed, but she didn't remember it ever being like this! Every particle of her skin tingled, her nerves hummed, the blood sped through her veins. Inhaling his masculine scent, she felt drunk on him. She couldn't get close enough, and was oblivious to everything, focused solely on Seb .and how incredible he made her feel.
    When he drew back a second time they were both breathing raggedly, their hearts thudding in unison. She barely had time to think, much less gather her scattered senses, before he sank his hands in her hair, tilting her head so his mouth could trail a sensual path of fire down her throat and along her neck.
    'Seb.' His name escaped on a whimper—appeal, not protest—and she tightened her hold on him, her legs like jelly, unable to support her much longer.
    His breath was hot against her skin as his teeth nipped one earlobe before he salved the tiny sting with his tongue. 'You feel it too.'
    'I do.' How could she deny his husky declaration? 'But I'm only here for a couple more days.'
    'So were Maria and Matthew all those years ago. Don't you think we owe it to ourselves to see where this might go?'
    Gina didn't know what to say. She had no idea what was happening between them, but meeting Seb had opened her eyes to the way she had disregarded her own wants. It had taken this man, in this place, to bring her back to life. No one else had ever affected her as Seb did, no one had kissed her as he did, or set her on fire with a single touch. Seb made her feel sensual, desirable, feminine, strong. She would never let anyone come between her and her grandmother, but Seb was no threat to her responsibilities at home. Here on this magical island, steeped in romance, could she indulge herself for a few days, free the woman within, the woman who had only come alive again for Seb?
    'My grandmother...'
    'I know. I want to spend time with you, but Maria is important, too,' he assured her, and his understanding, his care, his willingness to include her grandmother eased any lingering concern. 'Let me take you sightseeing tomorrow. Both of you. We can discuss with Maria how to put our plan into action.''
    She felt overwhelmed, light-headed, wondering if she had the courage to take a risk and see where this mutual attraction took them. She looked into Seb's eyes, his intense expression almost melting her on the spot, and knew she had never wanted anyone or anything this much in her whole life.
    'It would be a shame not to experience everything the island has to offer while you are here, Gina.'
    She dragged in a steadying breath and tried not to get carried away by the sultry suggestion in his voice. 'I—'
    'Tomorrow we will take Maria on a special outing, yes?'
    'Yes.' The joy of being with him overrode any remaining fragment of common sense she still possessed. 'I'll talk to her in the morning.'
    'I shall call for you after breakfast and learn of your decision.'
    'Thank you. And for this evening,' she added, feeling melancholy at having to say goodnight. 'I've had a lovely time.'
    'So have I.'
    He took her hand, re-establishing the physical connection and re-stoking the passion inside her. That he felt it, too, was apparent by the heat burning in his eyes. A tremor rippled through her as he held her gaze, raising her hand to his mouth and pressing a tantalising kiss to the inside of her wrist, his tongue-tip stroking teasing circles on her skin. He only had to look at her, touch her, kiss her, and she was gone. Everything about him was so sensual, so intense, and yet he had a gentleness and inherent caring that made him even more appealing and impossible to resist.
    His fingers combed through her hair again, as if he couldn't stop touching her, while under her own hands she felt the play of muscle across his back,