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easy-breezy, you’re just going to walk?”
    “That’s not what I said.”
    “That’s what I heard. I’m not surprised, but still—”
    “Why aren’t you surprised?”
    Her delicate brow wrinkled as she looked at him like he was an idiot. “Because you left me once before.”
    “I was nineteen!”
    “So?”
    “It was twelve years ago!”
    “So?”
    “We were just fooling around.”
    “Sure.”
    His head was going to explode. “Weren’t we?”
    “You fell dark pretty fast, so yeah, I guess we were.”
    He was really regretting the fact that they’d just been dumped on this godforsaken island—a regret she’d promised, he reflected grimly. “How long are you going to punish me for the sins of my teenage self?”
    “Well, since I didn’t get a chance to punish you for them at the time, I think somewhere between twenty-four hours and however long it took to get over my bruised heart the first time.”
    He’d been wrong to think her eyes were glittering before. Now they were like sapphires, all sharp cuts and watery depths. He’d bet his parents’ truck stop—the only thing he owned of any value—that she wouldn’t cry, but that didn’t mean she didn’t have unshed tears locked deep behind those gorgeous dark blonde lashes furiously not blinking up at him. His teenage self had been a fucking asshole, and maybe he deserved this punishment.
    “I bruised your heart?” Damn it, did his voice just crack?
    “Yeah.” She squared her jaw at him, hard to do in a heart-shaped face, but she managed somehow. Tough as nails. “You weren’t the last, don’t worry. Most of this damage is another asshole’s fault. Your bad luck that you just stumbled across it again.”
    “Shit.” He stroked his hands up and down her arms, feeling useless for a second, then he pulled her in close. His mom used to say, “hugs are always good,” and so far, that advice seemed to be holding true. They were working a damn sight better than words, anyway. “I’m sorry, cariño.”
    “Yeah, well…just don’t push. Okay?”
    “No, not really. But okay for now.” He cleared his throat and kissed the top of her head. “You want to show me around this magical island of mystery and delight?”
    “Sure.” She pulled away, but he wasn’t ready to let her go yet.
    He yanked her back. “Another minute.”
    She wrapped her arms around his waist. They fit together perfectly like this, her tall, slim frame folded inside his even-taller one.
    She took a deep breath and patted his chest as if to say, calm down, big guy . He did, smiling at her as she stepped back. She pointed to their bags. “Can you carry both of those and the basket?”
    “Sure.” He picked up both bags in one hand, swinging them over his shoulder. “Why?”
    She grinned and pulled off her t-shirt, flinging that at him. He leaped forward to catch it in his free hand. “Because I felt like stripping down, that’s why.”
    “Is this a naked island?” He could get behind that rule.
    “Sure is,” she said, catching her lower lip between straight, white teeth.
    Vince watched, dry-mouthed, as Larken twisted her long, willowy arms behind her head and pulled the string holding her bikini top around her neck.

Chapter Six
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    L arken hadn’t meant to start striping down, but now that she was doing it, and Vince’s eyes were burning up as he watched…it felt good. Freeing.
    A fresh, naked start for them.
    She let the strings fall loose over her shoulders, catching her bikini top with her arm, holding it up as she blocked her breasts from his gaze.
    Turning, she lazily reached the other arm to her back and pulled the other string, then waved the top in the air as she took off, running ahead of him on the sandy path.
    The island had denser forest on the far side, but on this end, it was just a slight hill up to a plateau, where there was a small, empty cabin. They’d sleep there tonight. Or maybe on the wood platform on the far side of the clearing, built