Jay asked, taking a deep breath of salt air.“I love it,” Sally answered, clutching her sandals in one hand as she walked beside Jay, cool, dry sand pushing between her toes. “I didn’t have much of a chance to enjoy it as a little girl.”“But I thought you grew up in Gloucester.”“I did,” she agreed quickly. “But the ocean water up there is cold even in the summer, and a lot of the beaches are rocky. And you know when you live near something, you don’t take full advantage of it. Like most New Yorkers have never been to the Statue of Liberty or the observation deck of the Empire State Building.”“I have.”“God, look at the moonlight on the water.” Sally touched his arm gently. “It’s beautiful.”Jay watched Sally enjoy the brilliant reflection, gazing at her profile in the faint light. She was something else. He felt himself becoming more attracted to her by the minute. She had suggested that they take a walk after bidding good night to Oliver and Barbara outside the yacht club, and he’d accepted immediately even though it was getting late and they both needed to be at McCarthy & Lloyd early in the morning.He groaned to himself.
