The insulated bag would need to be carried with both hands or else I would run the risk of spilling its contents. I’d have to come back for it.
I left the cabin, pushing the cooler ahead of me.
“Ahoy the boat!”
I straightened, brushed the hair out of my eyes, and grinned. “Ahoy yourself.”
Mark let out a long whistle and ran his eyes up and down my body, licking his lips all the while.
I knew I had a decent body—it was to my own advantage to keep it in good shape—but his obvious appreciation wasn’t the usual response to it, and I could feel a blush running from my torso to my scalp. Fortunately, if he noticed, he didn’t say anything.
“I brought along your shirt. It gets cool once the sun goes down.”
“Thanks.” I reached for it, but he drew it back. “Mark?”
“I like you like this.” He
