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under the buoyant undercurrent before they bolted upwards for air.  They were only chest high in the water, but sought its warmth by staying submerged up to their necks and in each other’s arms.
    The water reflected on Angel’s handsome face, causing a flicker of light to bounce off his jet black hair and charcoal eyes.  His wet, black lashes clumped together and magnified their length.  The man was so beautiful and sexy that Tommy could barely concentrate sometimes.  Not even the cool temperature of the water affected him when he was this close to Angel’s countenance.  He wrapped his arms and legs around Angel and floated in his arms.
    Angel’s strong hands held Tommy around the waist while they gazed at each other under the veil of the morning sky.  Angel put his nose to Tommy’s neck and inhaled.  “Your hair still exudes that delicious scent of almonds and mint.  It was etched into my memory from the first time we met.”  Angel’s face glazed over with a reminiscent smile.  “It lingers in the room sometimes after you leave.  It used to drive me crazy when we were in the car together, before we became a couple.  I had wanted to run my fingers through it and bury my face in your neck so your scent would envelope me.”  He fingered a chunk of Tommy’s wet hair. “Now it’s mine to touch whenever I please.  I’m so happy we have this time together.”
    “Me too.” The brisk morning air nipped at Tommy’s shoulders.  He propelled himself closer into Angel’s arms and sought his body heat.
    “Are you cold? I just felt you shiver.”
    It was amazing how Angel went from daydreaming with a faraway look in his eyes to one of immense concern in a split second.
    Tommy sunk lower under the water, seeking its thermal insulation.  “It’s getting cold.  Let’s go back to the blanket.”
    Angel took his hand and they glided to the shore.  Once they stood erect above the water, it no longer offered protection.  The cool morning breeze was sharp against their naked, wet bodies and goose bumps rose on their flesh.  Angel grabbed the discarded blanket and they huddled underneath it while they raced to the pile of bed linens sprawled on the beach.  Tommy fell onto the pillows first and Angel fell into his lap.
    “I didn’t bring any towels.”  Angel piled the sheets and blankets on top of Tommy.  “You must be freezing with all that wet hair on your back.  Let’s go back to the room.”
    “No.  The sun will be up in a few minutes.”  Tommy snuggled closer to Angel so their hips touched and adjusted the blanket so it enveloped the both of them and left only their faces uncovered.  The sun’s rays peeked out and touched them with its warmth.
    Angel snuggled closer, eradicating any space that may have been left between them.  He rubbed Tommy’s thigh with a brisk urgency.  “Are you warmer now?”
    “Yes.”  He was inclined to lie if it meant Angel would roughly massage his leg again.  The erection that the cold water robbed from him returned and it bounced between his legs.  He squinted in the direction of the water.  “We left our underwear by the shore.”
    “No worries.  I’ll get them before we go back into the hotel.  I don’t want you to catch cold again.  Let’s stay here where it’s warm.”
    Angel’s lips fell on Tommy’s shoulder and rested there.  His warm breath spread a layer of heat down Tommy’s chest.  The heavy blanket, the rising sun, and Angel’s mouth on his flesh, made it very warm under the blanket. Tommy pushed it from his head and let the sun bathe his face with its rays.
    Angel glanced up to the sky.  “The rising sun glistens off your wet hair like a golden halo, and your eyes match the color of the awakening sky.  Tu eres tan bello como el sol subiendo en la mañana.”
    “What does that mean?”  Tommy’s heart quickened at the sound of the beautiful, romantic Spanish words.  They transported him back in time to when they first