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behind her, pulling the door closed.
    Good. Viv is gone. Now is not the time to be shy.
    She placed the key on the table and turned to him, placing her hands on his chest. "Kiss me again."
    His eyes flared and he smiled. He bent toward her. Her eyes closed as his lips touched hers.
    The kiss was sweet, tender. Her lips parted and it deepened, his tongue danced with hers. He kissed her lips, her cheek, and across to her ear, tickling her with his tongue, raining kisses down her neck.
    Giving her a lazy smile, which said they had all night, he sat on the bed, taking her by the hands and pulling her closer.
    The silk slid across her skin as she moved.
    His warm fingers moved over her hips, pulling her dress up, finding the outline of her lacy, bikini panties. His fingers traced her skin in a slow pattern, teasing her, warming her. He moved so slowly she wanted to cry out.
    Oh yes, please touch me.
    But then his hands moved away and the silk fell down across her hips again.
    "Your roommate is here."
    Viv slid the key in the lock.
    "Oh, no." Disappointment filled her as Nate stood.
    Viv opened the door.
    "Good night, sweetheart, I had a wonderful evening," Nate said.
    "Me too."
    Viv stood with a look of surprise on her face.
    "Give me a good night kiss before I go?" Nate asked.
    Kara smiled and nodded.
    He gave her a sweet, soft kiss. "Sleep well, sweetheart. I'll see you tomorrow."
    "Yes, see you tomorrow."
    He turned. "Good evening Viv."
    "Evening." Viv stepped aside to let him pass. She closed the door, came in, and plopped on her bed. "Was I interrupting?" She smirked.
    Disappointed in the lost moment and not wanting Viv to see that, Kara turned her back and pulled off the dress then reached for her nightgown. "We were just saying good night." She didn't want to discuss Nate with Viv right now. She wanted to linger in the memory of his kisses.
    "Girl, if Nate is anything like his cousin you're in for a treat. Why aren't you giving it up to that hunky man?" Viv smirked again.
    "Stop it, Viv." Kara slipped into the nightgown and turned back around.
    "You need to loosen up. Give him the green light." Viv wiggled her eyebrows. "Then leave the rest up to Nate. It's been a long time for you, but he knows what to do."
    And what is the green light? No, I am not even going to ask.
    "Oh, for God's sake. I was married. I know what to do."
    "But you're rusty." Viv leaned forward onto her elbows. She cupped her head in her hands and rushed on. "I'll give you pointers."
    Kara crossed her arms. They were not still in high school and this was hardly her first date, even if it had been many years.
    "I do not need pointers."
    "You intrigue Nate. He must find you mysterious. Since you haven't given it up, you're still a challenge."
    Kara, shocked by the way Viv continued to speak to her on this cruise, frowned. When did Viv become so careless with our friendship that she thinks she can speak to me that way? When had this started?
    Ever since we boarded this ship she hasn't been the same Viv I used to know. Kara was not in agreement with Viv's theories on dating. Viv's smug expression irritated Kara so much she wanted to change the subject.
    "You ran off with Adam quick enough. What about Rory?"
    "Rory and I aren't exclusive and he's back in Britain. You're changing the subject." Viv smirked. "What you need is to get laid."
    "I do not need to get laid."
    Maybe you need to get laid. You're the one being bitchy.
    "Liar."
    Kara bunched up her pillow and threw it at Viv. "Stop it, Viv. I don't need your help."
    Viv threw it back at her. "Then live a little."
    Kara squeezed the pillow in both hands. Viv made her want to scream. "I am living."
    "Bloody hell. You're not living. You're just going through the motions."
    "You don't understand anything."
    Viv's face turned red and she exploded. "No, I don't. I never had a husband to lose, which you've rubbed my nose in. Get knotted!" Viv ran into the bathroom, slamming the door.
    What the hell was that all

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