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have any plans for the day?” Jack asked with what he hoped was the right amount of innocence in his voice. He didn’t want to scare her off.
“I was reading up on Sol Cay last night and the books say the snorkeling here is amazing. You don’t happen to know any good spots, do you?” She batted her eyes at him and he had to work to remain unaffected. He had a job to do here and he couldn’t let her cute flirting cause him to take his eye off the goal.
“I do happen to know a couple.” He didn’t mean to, but Jack grinned down at her. It was fine. If he didn’t flirt with Sierra, she might get suspicious. He just had to convince himself that was really the reason he was doing it. It wasn’t because his cock ached to have her again.
“I’ll go get my swimsuit and snorkeling gear and meet you up here in a couple minutes.” She gave him another easy smile.
“Sounds good.” He was going to get to keep an eye on the woman and get to see her in a bikini again. Not that seeing her in a bikini was going to be a great thing. All it would really do was torment him further, make him want the woman he couldn’t have anymore.
Five minutes later Sierra stood on deck in the same sexy tank top and shorts over the bikini she’d worn on their last beach excursion. She carried her flippers, and the same backpack was looped over her shoulders. It would be a good reminder of why he had to do what he was doing. The strange thing about that backpack was Blake said the dog didn’t show any sign of drugs on it. It should have at least some trace after holding that much cocaine. According to Blake, those dogs were amazing at picking up the slightest scent, and this one didn’t sense any except on her brother’s jacket. There was something strange going on but Jack would figure it out. He had to after giving Blake a false lead.
“We’ll go out in the dingy. There’s a great reef not far from here.” Jack lowered the little gray boat into the water and held Sierra’s hand as she climbed in. He had to pretend not to feel any spark from her touch and deny the attraction that surged because of it.
Jack cranked up the motor, glad to have a distraction from Sierra, glad that their positions and the noise of the engine prohibited any uncomfortable, or comfortable, conversation.
He drove the dingy about fifteen minutes along the shoreline and soon they were out of sight of the yacht, on top of one of his favorite places to dive. Sol Cay was a beautiful island, and quiet. All the surrounding islands were bigger, more populated and kept most of the tourist action. This was an out-of-the-way, hidden treasure, and Jack appreciated the isolation. Doug and Alexis probably would have never stopped here if it weren’t for Doug’s friend owning a restaurant on the island.
“There’s a reef right off the beach.” It was almost a mile long, came almost up to the surface and kept any large boats from getting too close to the shore. It also protected the area. He could pull the little boat right up onto the beach and they could swim the short distance back out to one of the most amazing places to snorkel in the world.
Jack pulled onto the sand and held Sierra’s hand as she climbed out. She stood inches from him.
“Thank you for taking me out today.” It was obvious from the way she looked up at him and the way she moved closer that she expected him to kiss her. And damn if he didn’t want the same thing.
Sierra moved up on her tiptoes and wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling his lips down to hers. She was soft and hot and Jack had to move away before he did something he might regret. He didn’t have to act when he said, “That was nice.” It was too damn nice for comfort. He still wanted the woman.
Jack forced himself to take a step back, but he couldn’t stop the grin still on his lips. “Shall we?” He motioned to the ocean. He needed to get in the water and away from the temptation of Sierra.
“Sure.” She
“I was reading up on Sol Cay last night and the books say the snorkeling here is amazing. You don’t happen to know any good spots, do you?” She batted her eyes at him and he had to work to remain unaffected. He had a job to do here and he couldn’t let her cute flirting cause him to take his eye off the goal.
“I do happen to know a couple.” He didn’t mean to, but Jack grinned down at her. It was fine. If he didn’t flirt with Sierra, she might get suspicious. He just had to convince himself that was really the reason he was doing it. It wasn’t because his cock ached to have her again.
“I’ll go get my swimsuit and snorkeling gear and meet you up here in a couple minutes.” She gave him another easy smile.
“Sounds good.” He was going to get to keep an eye on the woman and get to see her in a bikini again. Not that seeing her in a bikini was going to be a great thing. All it would really do was torment him further, make him want the woman he couldn’t have anymore.
Five minutes later Sierra stood on deck in the same sexy tank top and shorts over the bikini she’d worn on their last beach excursion. She carried her flippers, and the same backpack was looped over her shoulders. It would be a good reminder of why he had to do what he was doing. The strange thing about that backpack was Blake said the dog didn’t show any sign of drugs on it. It should have at least some trace after holding that much cocaine. According to Blake, those dogs were amazing at picking up the slightest scent, and this one didn’t sense any except on her brother’s jacket. There was something strange going on but Jack would figure it out. He had to after giving Blake a false lead.
“We’ll go out in the dingy. There’s a great reef not far from here.” Jack lowered the little gray boat into the water and held Sierra’s hand as she climbed in. He had to pretend not to feel any spark from her touch and deny the attraction that surged because of it.
Jack cranked up the motor, glad to have a distraction from Sierra, glad that their positions and the noise of the engine prohibited any uncomfortable, or comfortable, conversation.
He drove the dingy about fifteen minutes along the shoreline and soon they were out of sight of the yacht, on top of one of his favorite places to dive. Sol Cay was a beautiful island, and quiet. All the surrounding islands were bigger, more populated and kept most of the tourist action. This was an out-of-the-way, hidden treasure, and Jack appreciated the isolation. Doug and Alexis probably would have never stopped here if it weren’t for Doug’s friend owning a restaurant on the island.
“There’s a reef right off the beach.” It was almost a mile long, came almost up to the surface and kept any large boats from getting too close to the shore. It also protected the area. He could pull the little boat right up onto the beach and they could swim the short distance back out to one of the most amazing places to snorkel in the world.
Jack pulled onto the sand and held Sierra’s hand as she climbed out. She stood inches from him.
“Thank you for taking me out today.” It was obvious from the way she looked up at him and the way she moved closer that she expected him to kiss her. And damn if he didn’t want the same thing.
Sierra moved up on her tiptoes and wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling his lips down to hers. She was soft and hot and Jack had to move away before he did something he might regret. He didn’t have to act when he said, “That was nice.” It was too damn nice for comfort. He still wanted the woman.
Jack forced himself to take a step back, but he couldn’t stop the grin still on his lips. “Shall we?” He motioned to the ocean. He needed to get in the water and away from the temptation of Sierra.
“Sure.” She
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