Each time they made love, Jess would allow him to reveal a little more of her body until she was almost comfortable with him seeing her naked. It was a revelation. The whole thing was also a huge step away from reality—something Jess had to keep forcibly reminding herself about. Every now and again a little bubble of hope that they could turn this fling into something more rose in her chest and she’d have to stamp on it hard to stop herself from getting carried away with the idea. She needed to keep this thing in perspective. It wasn’t real and she was going to have to wake up soon and rejoin the real world. This was a holiday from life, pure and simple. Attaching any kind of emotion to it would be an utter disaster. * * * Partway into the week, Jess woke to find Xander had got up before her for once. After getting dressed and grabbing some breakfast, which Rosa served out on the veranda, she went looking for him.
