“Are you and the asshole about done? Richie has an idea.”
She looked at Duane, who was now facing her.
He wasn’t going to speak first, but she still didn’t know what to say.
Slowly, tentatively—an adjective that she’d never thought she’d use to describe him because Duane was always so sure of everything—he touched the fingers of his other hand to the backs of hers where they wrapped around his biceps.
She squeezed a little tighter. Then so did he.
“Jesus you two are glacial!” Chad groaned before disappearing from the railing.
“I think,” Sofia had to swallow hard before she could continue. “I think I would be better off risking you than the sharks. I have already spent too much of my life among them.”
He started to lean over to kiss her, but gasped and groaned again as he held his si
