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season, and you’ve met a lot of the staff in the hotel. I kept on the management staff when I bought it. I don’t enjoy standing around being the boss. I’m doing the part I love, out in the water and sun.”
    Her eyes rounded. “Oh! I thought…”
    “I know. I never said anything to make you think otherwise. But we never really got into it. Just like we haven’t discussed what you’re doing these days.”
    Now she brightened, twisting her upper body to face him. “I went back to school online in the last years of my marriage and got a degree in gerontology. When I get home, I start a new job as assistant manager of a retirement community.”
    With her face lit up like that, Matt felt like he’d been kicked in the gut. Her beauty sucker-punched him. The ten years had added something-character, maybe just experience-but whatever the change , it fine-tuned what had already been striking beauty .
    Jen’s hand came up from her lap and grasped the back of his neck, tugging him toward her. He didn’t fight the pull. Leaning down, he tentatively pressed his lips to hers. The warmth that met him spread through him.
    With a groan, he nibbled at her mouth. His tongue traced the full bow of her lower lip. The scent of her body wash, a faint, delectable vanilla, wafted from her skin, increasing his hunger.
    His hand found the waves that’d freed themselves from her braid, and stroked at them as he captured her mouth. She arched, rose to meet him, her tongue pressing between his lips.
    He let her explore, then tangled the tip of his tongue with hers. He wanted so much more. This time he wanted to see her. Really see her. What they shared in the past had been in the dark of night, sheltered by trees and the large fern.
    Stroking her back, he pressed her against his chest, flattening her soft breasts between them. “I have wanted this for so long.”
    “Me too.”
    With a growl, he kissed her again, letting the sound of her breaths lead him. A surge of need coursed through him. In the back of his mind he heard slow down but he paid no heed. Suckling her earlobe made her squirm, and his shaft swelled.
    For a moment her thought about all the years they missed, all the loving they should have shared. Would he have grown tired of this amazing feeling he had when she enjoyed his touch like this?
    She leaned back and he followed, lying over her, adjusting her hips to make room for him beside her so she wouldn’t have to bear his weight. Her breasts rose and fell, her nipples already hard. He couldn’t keep from cupping the nearest one, rubbing his thumb over the fullness.
    Soft. So incredibly soft. Her top scooped low enough to offer a tempting hint of the curves beneath. Drawn to the pale skin there, he traced a finger along her neckline. On the return trip he dipped just below the fabric. Her back arched, bringing her closer to his touch.
    “Your skin is like porcelain. You’re like a fragile china doll.”
    “If you don’t hurry and touch me, you’ll find out how unfragile I am.”
    “As you wish.” He tugged at the tank top, pulling the strap off her shoulder and the neckline down to bare one cup of her strapless bra. Teasing fingers flicked at her nipple beneath the white lace and watched it grow.
    Jen whimpered, clasping his shoulder. “Please, Matt . ”
    “Please what?” He leaned down and hovered over her breast, not quite making contact. First he flicked his tongue, then he rubbed his lower teeth against the hardened nub.
    The little noises she made were the fucking hottest thing he’d heard in years. He bit the edge of the bra cup and tugged, baring her to his gaze. Her pale pink areola puckered as he watched. As much as he loved the sight of her, he needed to taste.
    He took as much of her flesh in his mouth as he could, kneading with his tongue and pulling back slowly. “Damn, you’re so sweet.”
    She stroked his shoulders and down his arms, her fingers working under his sleeves. Sitting up, he tugged