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hand again,
leading him along the shore.
    * * * * *
    The days passed more quickly than either of them would like.
They had spent almost every moment of them together but as the sun began to set
again, Robin suspected that it wouldn’t be enough. He sighed and John’s arms
tightened around him in silent understanding. They lay on a blanket on the sand
in front of his cabin and watched the blazing orange-and-pink horizon darken
toward twilight. Robin thought of his job and his hometown and how much he
loved them. Right now they seemed very far away.
    “John?”
    “Mmm?”
    “Do you miss your work? New York?”
    “Yes, I do. Though not as much, now, as I did to begin with.
You should have seen me when I first got here.” He chuckled softly. “I was so
used to the fast pace and the challenge of keeping up with it mentally and
physically that I didn’t know what to do with myself.” He ran his fingers along
Robin’s bare thigh in a gentle caress, skimming along the bottom of his trunks.
“What about you, do you miss the wee ones you teach?”
    “Yes. It’s what I always wanted to do, work with kids.
Though one day I would like to do more than just teach them to swim. Maybe go
back to college.” He shifted to look at John’s face. “If you could do anything,
what would it be?”
    His lips quirked in a lopsided smile. “Believe it or not I
like what I do. I love working with numbers. I was that geeky lad in class who
always got As in math. But I also used to love working with my hands. My
granddad taught me carpentry when I was younger. Back in Scotland I had a small
workshop but there isn’t much space for that in a New York apartment. No time
either.” He paused, sighed. “MacAllister Accounting is my father’s company,
it’s everything to him and I know he wants me to take it over but he’s never
forced me to work there. I enjoy it…but I don’t want it to mean so much to me
that I miss out on other things. Don’t get me wrong. My parents have always
been there for me but a lot of the time I had to go to the office to find my
father. If nothing else, this holiday has shown me that’s the way I was
heading. This is a wake-up call, telling me I need to get a life.”
    “Maybe going back to carpentry is a good start. Finding
something else you love.”
    “Maybe.” John stared at him intently for a moment and there
was something in his eyes that made Robin shiver. A moment later it was gone.
“But for now why don’t I show you what else I can do with my hands?”
    He grinned and bobbed his eyebrows, making Rob laugh at his
lascivious expression. Then he kissed him and his laughter was forgotten.
    John turned him in his arms until they faced each other.
Legs entwined, bodies pressed close. Robin could feel the hard heat of John’s
erection through their shorts, rubbing with delicious friction against his own.
A shiver of arousal ran through him and his nipples beaded in response.
Deliberately he ran his hands over the warm skin of his lover’s back, gripped
that tight ass and rocked his hips. Making John moan hungrily into his mouth
and slide his hand under the leg of Robin’s shorts and between the cleft of his
buttocks. Robin whimpered and broke their kiss to nip the other man’s
stubble-roughened chin. John’s hand whispered over his anus and his body
clenched with the need to be filled.
    The intimate caress brought Rob to his senses enough to
think about the bodyguards. He might find the idea of having someone watch
exciting but he wasn’t ready to do it. Besides, there were places that sand
should never be introduced.
    “Let’s go inside,” he gasped.
    “Inside,” John echoed and gave another brief kiss before
climbing to his feet and leading Rob up the steps and into the cool air of the
cottage. John’s erection tented the front of his shorts. Robin smiled at him
and beckoned him toward the sofa, pushing him back onto the soft cushions.
    “Let me take care of that for you.”
    Their