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sweetness anew, he sucked on her bottom lip and Vaughn felt the tremors of yearning explode within her. Reluctantly, Justin released her. “I’m just a thoughtful guy.” His voice lowered to a thrilling throb and his eyes held her in an invisible embrace. “If you give me half a chance, Vaughn Hamilton, I can show you just how thoughtful I can be.”
    Her heart thumped, then settled down to its normal rhythm. “You’re off to a flying start,” she said softly.
    Momentarily, with her looking at him with those glorious eyes and bewitching smile, he had the insane notion to pull off and take her as far away from civilization as possible, then ravish that luscious body until she begged him to stop. Fortunately, good judgment took over. He expelled a shaky breath. “Which is exactly what we’re gonna have to do if we don’t want to get left at the dock. That boat leaves in about five minutes.”
    Laughing, hand in hand, they ran across the dock and darted up the gangplank. Vaughn thought for a few moments about how sudden and wild her actions were with Mr. Montgomery. What was it about him? Why did he strike such a chord within her? Why did she allow him to get so close? She shook her head. She wasn’t going to thinkabout that now. Now, she was going to hold tightly to his hand and remember how good it feels to do something as simple as hold a man’s hand. She felt carefree and young again, and she never wanted the feeling to end.
    Once on board, Vaughn was treated to an afternoon of pure magic. The exquisite seafood cuisine, the soothing sounds of the band, and most of all, the comfort of being in Justin’s company. He was every bit the gentleman. He saw to her every need. He made her laugh with his sharp wit and exceptional talent for mimicking the other passengers on board. Above all, he made her feel special, truly important.
    By degrees her guard came down and she found herself talking about things, personal things, that she had kept buried for years.
    â€œI really don’t know how I got involved in politics,” she confessed, as they strolled arm in arm across the deck and out onto the boardwalk. “My father seemed to have my whole life mapped out even before I was born. For as long as I can remember I was surrounded by politicians and attending political events. I imagine the Kennedys know what my life was like. My father’s idea of a family outing was to have my mother and me sit in the spectator box in court while he presided.” She laughed.
    Justin heard the false note of gaiety in her voice and slipped his arm around her waist, pulling her close. “Didn’t you have any say so? I mean, wasn’t your father interested in what you wanted to do?”
    â€œYou obviously don’t know him very well. There is no way but his way. There’s no argument, no debate.” She sighed. “To tell you the truth, I never knew any other kind of life. It’s kind of hard to debate when you have nothing to compare it with.”
    â€œWhat about your friends? Didn’t they have interests?”
    â€œCoincidentally,” she grinned, “all my friends were children of my father’s friends. Who, of course, were politicians.”
    Justin shook his head sadly. “Doesn’t seem like you had much of a childhood.”
    â€œIt wasn’t that bad,” she said unconvincingly. “After a point, I really got into it and found that I was good at what I did. I graduated at the top of my class and worked at one of the top law firms in D.C. When my father suggested that I run for the state assembly four years ago, I did, without question.”
    â€œAnd now you’re ready to move on to bigger and better things,” Justin added.
    Vaughn nodded. “But this time I want to be sure that when I win, it’s because of me, and not because of my father’s influence.”
    â€œAll anyone has to do is take a