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walking off.
    She touched the spot where Tim had kissed her as her eyes drifted back to where Deiter had been. He was gone. Getting to her feet, she craned her neck and tried to find him. Her heart sank when she found his retreating form. There was a stiffness about him she’d not seen before.
    With a groan she sank back down on the lounge. What am I supposed to do now? Arissa sat there for another hour attempting to read a crime novel. When she realised it wasn’t working, she returned it to her navy blue beach tote. After shoving her feet into her flip-flops, she got to her feet and headed for the elevator. Once she’d arrived at the desired floor she went down the hall then knocked on the door of the suite and held her breath as the handle turned. The door swung on silent hinges and left her facing a sombre man.
    “Hi,” she said calmer than she felt. “Mind if I come in?”
    He stepped back so she had enough room to enter. She passed him then turned and watched him lean against the door, crossing powerful arms over his chest. His legs were braced apart and he remained quiet. Blue-grey eyes stared at her from beneath dark blondish-brown lashes.

Chapter Four
     
     
     
    At his silence, Arissa rethought even being there.
    “You know what, I think this was a mistake.” She walked towards him as she spoke.
    “What do you mean?” Deiter narrowed his eyes.
    “This. All of it.” She gestured between them. “There is no place we can really go with this anyway. It’s just a vacation fling.”
    “Is that all you think we are. A fling?” Deiter spat out.
    He stepped closer to meet her, stilling her forward momentum. Arissa studied the fierceness on his face and in his gaze. She lowered her own, not able to face what she saw there. Deiter’s blunt fingers went under her chin, raising her face to his.
    “This is more than a fling . Are you willing after the cruise is done to give us a chance? We might live in different parts of the country but I want more than a passing booty call. Say you are feeling the same way that I am.” His expression was as sure and fierce as his tone.
    Arissa pulled away, turning from him. She took a breath. There was no way in such a short time they could have become so close. Talking about going beyond the cruise. Her mind filled with all the moments they’d shared. Raising a shaking hand, she pushed her hair behind her ear. She felt his heat before he pressed against her. Arissa stilled a shudder. Just the feel of his large frame beside her made her lose all sense, yet her gut told her there was more to it than that. Sighing, she gave in to the inevitable. She reached into her tote and found her cardholder and a pen. After taking out a business card, she scribbled on the back then turned in his arms.
    “I want there to be more. I’m willing to see if there is. Here is my home phone and email.” She pressed the card into his hand.
    Deiter closed his fingers around it. With his other hand, he cupped her cheek then kissed her fiercely. Arissa moaned and leaned into him returning the kiss. When he pulled back, a small smile curled his lips.
    “You’re going to be a handful,” Deiter said.
    “Definitely.” Arissa laughed.
    “Handfuls are my speciality.” He winked.
    “Do tell.” Arissa wound her arms around his neck.
    “In a moment. Let me get you my info, too.” He kissed her gently then disentangled himself from her embrace.
    With rapid strides, he went to the table by the bed and leaned over. Arissa followed him, humming at the view of his spectacular ass. She moved her hand along the firm flesh and squeezed. Deiter looked over his shoulder.
    “We have time. Give it to me later. For now I want this.” Arissa turned him to face her taking the card out of his hand and placing it on the table. She manoeuvred him then pushed him back so Deiter fell onto the bed. He braced on his elbows and watched her. Arissa quickly divested herself of her clothing before she reached for him.