Chapter 11
Being out on the open waters always brought Marco a sense of calm, but today was different. He couldn’t get Aubrey out of his head long enough to absorb the subtle laps of water against the hull and forget about life back on land.
Every time he closed his eyes, the stunned disappointment in her brown irises and the desperate plea for him to stay flashed through his mind. He left her alone on the beach without a towel or a change of clothes. Granted it was summer, but she had still been shivering. Though by the time he left he wasn’t sure if it was from being cold or from his touch.
The thought of touching her sent a rush of desire through his veins. He shoved his hands through his hair and focused on the land that grew closer every second. Artie whistled an Irish tune from be
