Of all the places he'd been in the world, and he'd been to many, nothing compared with watching Melodie's face as the sun set over the lake. Her hair, a blanket of silk resting above her shoulders, now framed her face in wild, sexy disarray from the ride over. Her countenance registered pure bliss from the first moment the wind started whipping around her face. First time I've put that look on a woman's face and not been naked. She looked free, happy even. God help him, he wanted to be responsible for putting that look on her face every day and a look of need every night. The sky was a beautiful medley of purple and oranges as the sun prepared to skim the water before disappearing for the night. A final streak of yellow, the last remnants of the sun's rays coloring the blue lake, stretched out over the water, almost touching the land. "So breathtakingly beautiful." Melodie turned toward him. "Thank you for talking me into coming here." He couldn't stop himself. His hand smoothed wisps of hair from her cheek, tucking them behind her ear.
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