Stone followed her, his heart pumping fast and hard in his chest. Although he didn't make a sound, she sensed his presence. She stopped running when the cold water swept over her feet. She looked down at her wet feet and laughed. "Boy, that's cold."
Then she turned, facing him as she spun into his arms. He caught hold of her around her waist. The ocean may have been cold, but hot blood spiked through his veins, being so close to her. She was like an exotic flower, and as the wind blew, he inhaled her scent, which resonated with all his senses. They stood there looking at one another with the soft white sand underneath their feet.
This time Stone ensured he had a firm grasp on her feminine body. His heart stirred uncontrollably, holding her soft flesh in his arms. The more she relaxed in
