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    Chase chuckles. “Yeah, if you rub spit on the inside of regular goggles, it keeps them from fogging up.”
    “Oh.”
    Smiling, Chase applies his mask. I watch and repeat what he is doing. He straightens it out and makes sure the snorkel is attached. Billy leans over to make sure my snorkel is secure. I look over at Chase.
    “Ready?” he asks. Nodding my head, he stands and pushes himself from the ladder. “It’s easy, nothing to it,” he encourages. I follow, staying close by his side.
    Wading in the water, I kick my feet leisurely as I enjoy the warmth of the ocean. About ten feet from the boat, Chase stops moving forward, places his snorkel in his mouth, and motions for me to do the same. He points in a direction away from the boat and I follow.
    We swim about 500 yards before coming across the coral reef. A smile spreads across my face and my heart flutters, knowing Chase brought me here to share this amazing sight with me. Chase dives toward the bottom while I stay at the surface, watching him sink into the shallows. Finding something of interest, he places it in his one of the two pockets in the front of his vest.
    Continuing to swim over the massive reef, I watch the anemone sway like flowers in the wind. Brilliantly colored fish dip in and out of view, hiding among the coral. Giant starfish crawl along the bottom, and I’m momentarily startled as a manta ray swims directly under me.
    Chase grazes my shoulder as he swims up from behind me. Reaching over, he takes my hand in his, intertwining his fingers with mine. It is the most comfortable thing, swimming hand in hand with Chase.
    He continues his dives toward the bottom, releasing my hand when he goes, but grasping it when he surfaces. Finally, I get the nerve to dive down with him. Looking over, Chase smiles as we glide through the crystal clear water.
    He shows me things I’ve never seen outside an aquarium before, let alone touched. Handing me a starfish, it’s suction cup feet stick to my hand as it walks across my palm. Growing tired, I tug at Chase’s hand, signaling toward the boat. Nodding in agreement, we drift back to our awaiting ride.
    Chase gets on first and reaches down to help me up the ladder. Once on board, we strip off the mask and flippers and place them in the crate. Matt comes over to take our vests while Danny hands us each a glass of champagne and places a platter of mixed fruit on the bench next to us. I look over at Chase and he just shrugs, giving me that panty-busting, lopsided grin.
    The boat crawls across the still water, the captain taking his time getting back. Sitting beside me, Chase caresses the back of my neck, stroking side to side with his thumb. Goose bumps scatter across my arms as he teases, my shoulders slumping as I relax, my head lying on his chest.
    “Did you enjoy your day?” he murmurs, his lips moving against my forehead.
    “Mmhmm,” I mumble, my head tucked in his armpit. “This was the perfect day, and something I wouldn’t have thought of. Thank you.”
    “You’re welcome. You know I would give you the world if I could.”
    I turn my head to look up at him. “I just want you.”
    “Well, I have more plans for later,” he murmurs before latching his lips onto my earlobe.
    “More?” I ask, chills running down my spine from his breath on my neck.
    “Oh, yes,” he whispers against my ear. “Much more.”
     
    Back at the hotel, I rummage through my suitcase, searching for something to wear. Before heading to his room, Chase told me to take a shower and dress for dinner, but he wouldn’t elaborate on where we were going. Finding a white halter top dress that comes to just above my knees, I pull it from my bag and hold it in front of me. Not too short for fancy, not too long for casual—it’s perfect.
    A knock at my hotel door tells me Chase is here. I unlock the door, let him in, and run my eyes up and down his body. Fuck, he is so hot. Dressed in linen, you can still see the contours of