came into the office just in that instant.
âWater should be hot enough for a shower in a few minutes,â he said with a smile.
Annie set the book down and jumped up. âIs the storm over then?â
âThe winds are still gusting past gale force, according to the weather channel. Iâd better wait another couple of hours before going down the beach to the lagoon.â
âIâm sure the dolphins will be okay. You have the very best people working with them.â
He leaned over and gave her a quick hug. âI only hire the very best.â He stepped away but kept a hand on her shoulder. âIâm going back out to try stabilizing the roof on the new wing. It shouldnât take too long.â
Once again searching his handsome face and darkened blue eyes for any sign of regrets, she was pleased to see instead that desire still flamed in them. Passion rippled pleasure across his features. Passion for her. What a high it gave her to know he wanted her as much as she wanted him.
Pulling her to his chest, Nick kissed her fast and hard. She nearly fainted from the sensation it caused in her gut.
Thank heaven for the winds. She still had a little time to figure out how to put off facing their ultimate destiny.
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Annie tried to clear her mind but standing under the vibrating water jets in Nickâs shower stall was fogging up her senses. The bewitched night with him had been beyond her wildest imaginings. But she knew the storm, and their time together, was almost over.
Everything between them had changed.
Would he allow her to continue working with himâto help him? Deathly afraid that her emotions were going to get in the way, she worried that maybe the two of them had to talk about it anyway.
But for now, stinging needles of pulsing water sent hot messages to every body part, reminding her of Nickâs touchâ¦of his kisses. If she closed her eyes, she could imagine the water was his fingers, caressing and stirring her body to life.
She began to ache for him again.
The glass shower door behind her snapped open and she spun around to find Nick, stepping naked into the shower. âWhat are you doing?â she squealed with a laugh.
âThe winds have picked up once again. The hurricaneâs not over. Weâve been given more time.â
He reached for her, dragging her into his embrace and kissing her senseless. Not that her senses were overly sharp right this minute. Her whole world had become hazy, soft and all watery around the edges.
Along with her body. Her knees wobbled as he slid his hard slick chest against hers.
Annie grabbed hold of his upper arms to steady herself, but Nick didnât give her a chance to fall. He lifted her off her feet and encouraged her to wrap her legs around his waist.
He turned them both around and pressed her back against the shower wall. The water pounded down on them while he entered her with one swift and sure thrust.
âI couldnât stay away when I heard the water running and knew you were in hereânaked,â he groaned. âI needed⦠I shouldnât haveâ¦â
Whatever else he had wanted to say was lost to the heat and the fire they created. By now, Annie thought she should be too familiar with his body inside hers to be surprised by the explosions he caused.
But each time was a shock of electricity, warmth and blinding passion. They rocked violently, but in perfect harmony, under the beat and sting of the water all around them.
Together they left the world, their reality and the ticking clock of the time they had left far, far behind.
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An hour later, they sat dressed in shorts and T-shirts at the kitchen table. Annie bit into a banana that sheâd just peeled, and Nickâs mouth watered. The image of her wrapping those wide, full lips around certain body parts of his made him instantly hard again.
This had to stop. The winds had finally died down for good and he needed to get
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