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we’ll be staying at the rest of the time we’re here.”
    “We’re not staying here?”
    “Well, we could, although the bungalow I have for us at the
resort is exceptionally nice. But it’s a surprise.”
    “Are you always full of surprises like these?” She asked
happily, already wanting to go back to bed.
    “No, actually, I’m not. I wanted to do this for you. You
said it had been a long time, so I wanted it to be nice for you. Not to mention
you’ve been driving me crazy.”
    “I’m driving you crazy?”
    “I find you incredibly sexy,” he said, running his hands
over her skin.
    “You think so, huh?” A smile danced across her lips as she
retreated from the water heading straight for bed, where they stayed for
several hours until Tayia arrived.
     
    Referring to their resort as ‘exceptionally nice’ was an
understatement. The resort oozed elegance and luxury, putting a modern twist on
traditional Tahitian style. Their overwater bungalow sat secluded at the far
end of a pier.
    When they stepped out onto the deck, Tess couldn’t believe
what she saw. “I’ve never seen a plunge pool in an over-water bungalow. Ever!”
    Tom ordered an early dinner and a bottle of wine. She
immediately undressed and headed straight for the plunge pool. She noticed him
staring at her from the open doorway. Biting her lip provocatively, her
fingertips skimmed over the water. He undressed to join her. 
    Three days went by before they actually left their bungalow.
They spent the day’s snorkeling coral reefs and skinny-dipping in the lagoon.
Their bungalow came equipped with its own kayak tied to the bottom step of
their deck and they paddled to a motu across the lagoon, in search of
tropical treasures. He took pictures of exotic birds and landscapes fit for a
calendar.
    Tess’ body was trying to make up for the lack of sex over
the last year. Once they started, she didn’t want to quit. They could finish
after breakfast and she would be ready again before lunch and again after
dinner. Tom didn’t have any problem keeping up with her. Thank God .
    Tess woke up early the following day wanting to run. She
quietly slipped on shorts and a tank top, trying not to wake Tom, but he lay in
bed, watching her.
    “You’re not taking off on me, are you?” he taunted.
    “Yes, I am, the last couple days have been torture.”
    “It’s been terrible for me, too. Maybe you should come back
to bed so I can torture you some more.”
    “I thought about going running, but you make a very good
distraction.” She gazed at his naked body, deciding if she should stay or go.
    “Do you mind if I run with you? How far are you going?”
    “As far as you’d like to go. Come with me.”
    Tom dressed and grabbed his backpack. They ran for a few
miles, taking a trail that ended with a magnificent waterfall, pausing long
enough to skinny dip in the dark pool of warm water surrounded by lava rocks,
lush green palm trees, and colorful wild flowers. 
    Heading back on the trail, it started to rain, followed by a
downpour. “Who ordered the rain? Tess joked.
    He laid his hands on the sides of her neck and kissed her
with fervor. Tess’ heart pounded, drowning out the rain. She traced his muscles
under the wet shirt clinging to his body. Drenched with rain, Tom’s hair
appeared darker, the gray hidden, making him look younger as he stared down at
her, grinning wildly. “Do you trust me, Tess?”
    “Yes.”
    He clasped her hand as they hiked through the rainforest to
the top of a hill covered in grassy vegetation. Rain poured down on them. He
wrapped her in his sodden arms and kissed her forcefully, stealing her breath.
Before she could blink, he’d skimmed her shirt up over her head and untied her
shorts. Caught up in the moment, their bodies entangled on a bed of ferns
beneath them, colliding with the rhythm of the pounding rain, slowing as the
heavy droplets turned to a drizzle.
    They lay on their backs and stared up at the sky through