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as he strived to reconcile the innocent
young man he’d once been—pre-Carol—with the sexually enlightened
man he’d become after she jilted him, as well as with the more
tempered, balanced man he wanted to become with Karma.
    This new feeling was both familiar and
foreign, like it wanted to take him back to his innocence yet push
him toward even greater depths of maturity. The problem was, he was
no longer innocent, and yet he wasn’t as innocent as he wanted to
be. He had engaged in some kinky shit on the initially
destructive path he’d followed post-Carol, before he’d cleaned up
his act with his best friend Rob’s help. But some of the perverted
things he’d done in those first two years were things he wanted to
share with Karma now, while others he simply wanted to let lie in
the past, as they had already served their purpose.
    And that was one reason for the trip he was
taking her on for their one-month anniversary. He wanted to reveal
more of himself. More of his past. More of his own desires. This
trip wasn’t just for celebrating their relationship, or getting her
away from the situation with her dad, or even for one very
important question he intended to ask her. It was also for testing
the waters. In the next week, he planned to share things with Karma
he’d never told her—never told anyone . Not even Rob.
    The limousine slowed, and Karma, who was
still positioned on his lap, lifted her head off his shoulder and
glanced out the window into the darkening evening.
    “Where are we?” Her eyes narrowed as she
looked back at him.
    “Where do you think we are?”
    She tilted her head to the side, giving him
her trademark exasperated look. “You simply can’t give a straight
answer, can you?”
    “Not when you’re so cute looking at me like
that.”
    She smirked and turned her gaze back to the
window. “Is that . . .?” She squinted into the
darkness. He hated how it got dark so early in the winter. “Are we
going to the airport?”
    Her thighs were slender and firm against his
palms. “Yes.”
    “Why are we going to the airport?”
    “Because we can’t get to where we’re going by
driving.”
    “Oookaaay. So, where are we going?”
    He shook his head. “It’s a surprise.”
    She huffed. “Mark, I can’t go on a trip right
now.”
    “Yes you can. You don’t start your new job
for two weeks. We’ll be back in plenty of time for that.”
    “But—”
    “It’s done. You’re going. End of discussion.”
He grinned at the way her shoulders slumped in defeat even as her
eyes lit with curiosity and excitement.
    She snuggled closer, nibbling the inside of
her bottom lip. “And you’re sure you can’t tell me where we’re
going?”
    He slid his hands around her hips, resting
them on her firm bottom, giving a little squeeze before saying,
“Positive.”
    “Can you give me a hint?”
    He thought for a moment, trying to decide
just how much he should give away about their destination. “We have
to fly over an ocean to get there.”
    Her eyes flew open wide. “Really? Which
ocean?”
    He shook his head. “Nope. That’s all you’re
getting. No more hints.”
    “You’re no fun.” She giggled as she glanced
back out the window, pulling another of the chocolate rosebud
strawberries from the vase.
    He watched her nibble through the chocolate
petals and resisted the urge to lick strawberry juice off her lips
as she bit into the center. The scent of strawberries and chocolate
mixed so perfectly with the clean fragrance of her skin.
    “Okay, I’ll tell you one more thing,” he
said, brushing back her thick, auburn hair. He caressed her cheek
with the pad of his thumb. Her pale-green eyes turned toward him
expectantly. “We’re traveling in style.”
    Her slim eyebrows sank into a frown. “We’re
traveling in style? That’s it? What the heck does that mean?”
    “You’ll see.”
    She growled in frustration. “You’re
infuriating.” She popped the last of the strawberry in