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a “different” type of woman, but she thanked him for the invitation. Knowing immediately that his intensity, and possible arrogance, may have frightened her off, he waited a few days and approached her on the beach. Putting on his most genuine behavior, and making her the best cup of “dessert” that he possibly could, he had her smiling within the hour. After that near fiasco, Declan thought it best to take it slowly with her and attempt more casual outings. Simple lunches, walks on the beach, and even the movie theater had earned his way back into her good graces. They were at a place now where they were having fun and enjoying the company of each other.
    Knowing that his thoughts always wandered down a lusty road when he thought of her, he had to adjust himself. Memories of Aria filled him with potent thoughts, which he welcomed. As he remembered his dates with her, he was convinced that the charm she brought out in him came from a different place. He wanted her to see the “real” him. Their conversations, once just casual, had become deeper and more thoughtful. He spoke with her of things that he never shared with anyone else, and he liked it. Their dinner at Fresco’s hadn’t yet taken place, but he knew that eventually it would. T
    This morning, as nearly every morning for the past several weeks, his thoughts went to her, imagining her lying naked there beside him and more than willing. Oh, yeah…he had definitely gotten glimpses down her shirt, and he noticed how her soft skirts skimmed her curves, or that she didn’t bother to tie the strings that fell from the neckline, leaving her shirts to graze her collarbone.
    Dear God! The girl affected him. It seemed he was constantly adjusting his seating to avoid discomfort when he was out with her. He had to continually pull his gaze back up to her kaleidoscope eyes. He listened to her conversations about the rewards of performing hair services for people that truly appreciated it, her work on the houses, her dad, and the many other topics of conversation that endeared her to him. However, the male in him was drawn in to her lips when she spoke. They were so luscious and full, and he always found himself wanting to crush his on to hers. He could feel himself salivating at the thought of sucking that bottom lip and taking her tongue. His mind definitely was mapping out what direction his body wanted to take.
    He had to reach down to adjust himself. Damn! Normal physical changes of the morning were exacerbated when he thought of Aria, and it caused him excruciating amounts of discomfort—both physically and mentally. It was time to get into the shower and take matters into hand.
    Out of the shower and having made a full pot of coffee, Declan made his way toward the porch. She was already sitting on the beach. He was back in the kitchen and out on the porch with a companion cup of “dessert”. He loved being near her each day and she now looked for him every morning. He wasn’t sure when it happened, but they were now part of each other’s day. The revelation caused him to smile.
    “Hey,” he said as he approached her.
    She looked up, and he could see himself reflected in her sunglasses. He was beginning to hate those damn sunglasses. He couldn’t read her eyes when she wore them.
    “Hey, yourself,” she said cheerfully.
    “I thought I’d bring you a cup,” he said as he handed it to her.
    She smiled at him. “Thank you.” She took a sip. “It’s perfect.”
    “How are you this morning, beautiful?”
    She moved over a bit to indicate that he could sit, and he lowered himself next to her. Gazing at the many things surrounding them from their vantage point on the beach, he could see why she liked it. The long fishing pier and the rides such as the huge Ferris wheel were to the right and he could see how the beach curved with the numerous jetties and lifeguard stands. If he looked straight ahead, there was an expansive view of the Atlantic