Chapter 30
Zoe stood at the tideline, staring out to sea. Winds whipped up the waves. The storm still hovered offshore. Quinn admired her silhouette against the fading glow of a cloudy, twilight sky. She swung around to face him, her tangled chestnut hair framing her smiling face. How lovely she was, how unique. No Barbie doll. No fake shell of a person. Flawed, but adorable. Real.
He set the basket down on the sand. Here they were, back on Kulibari Beach, close to the turtle nest they’d roped off almost two months ago. It could almost have been a rerun of that first night, when together they’d watched the giant, prehistoric-looking loggerhead lay her eggs by moonlight. When he’d been so intrigued by the beautiful Zoe King. When he’d unexpectedly opened up to her about his life, confessi
