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could no longer deny his feelings for her. Still he’d held back from doing anything, or he’d tried, for a week, maybe two. Even then he’d known that his feelings for Amy were bigger than he was capable of keeping boxed inside. He’d tried so hard to resist because she was Amy Maples, a girl so pure and good, and he was Tony Black, the older, more experienced guy, on his way to a very public life as a pro surfer.
    His feelings for Amy had scared him. He’d been terrified to touch her despite the love they’d shared. How did he get so lucky to have Amy fall in love with him? He’d been scared that the moment their bodies connected, he’d never be able to rein in his feelings again. And there was so much at stake. Their families had known each other forever. Her father had high expectations for her, none of which included traveling with a surfer boyfriend, a guy her father liked well enough as a friend for his perfect daughter but probably wouldn’t approve of as a boyfriend. The guy whose own father had taught him everything there was to know about being successful but thought a career in surfing was for losers. There wasn’t room in her life for him in the way that she wanted and begged him for. He knew better. Her father was a high-powered, well-respected lawyer, and Amy was set to leave for Brown University at the end of the summer. Then she’d said the words that broke down the walls he’d been hiding behind since he was old enough to define the feelings that swelled within him every time he was near her. Don’t just be my first; be my only. She hadn’t just wanted to sleep with him. She’d asked him for forever, and he’d been ready to promise her the world.
    Only then had he allowed himself to give in to the emotions that blanketed him every night and pulled him through the long winter months in anticipation of seeing her. In the darkness by the dunes, he’d folded her into his arms that first time, felt her slender body against his, and cupped her beautiful cheeks in his hands. And as the world around them fell away, their lips brushed. A sliding of skin, the scent of a kiss. He could barely breathe as the moment he’d imagined for so long was upon them. In the next moment, their mouths were sealed as one, their tongues colliding with love and lust and more emotion than either of them knew what to do with. It was a powerful kiss that bound them together and left them wanting more.
    After that they’d stolen away for a few precious moments alone every time they were able. Sneaking out of their cottages at night, sharing a sleeping bag beneath the trees in the woods behind the pool. Sharing kisses, and then, a few days later, groping, touching, learning and loving the curves of each other’s bodies.
    In the blink of an eye, he’d gone from holding back everything in his heart to laying it out for her to soak up, and soak up she did. She was so open to him, so wanting, so caring. She treated him like he was all she ever wanted, and he knew she was all he ever wanted—even though their relationship was secret. Amy had insisted that not even Bella, Jenna, and Leanna find out, because, she’d explained, this part of her life, this intimacy that was so new to her, so all-consuming, would kill her father if he found out. Her father was so protective of her, and he had made it clear to Amy that she couldn’t afford any distractions from her schoolwork if she was going to get anywhere in life. She’d spent her whole life trying not to disappoint him, and she wasn’t taking any chances. He’d fought her on it at first, knowing he’d be unable to hide his feelings. But she’d been adamant. His love for her left him powerless to argue, and he’d reluctantly relented.
    Only they had taken a chance. One chance. One time, a week after they’d first shared their feelings. Too overcome with passion to slow down and take precautions. It’ll be okay , she’d said. You can pull out . He was older than her,