The shade of an umbrella blocked the sun’s afternoon rays but didn’t dispel the warmth suffusing her that had nothing to do with the weather. Logan sat across from her, his white teeth gleaming against his tanned face between bites as he devoured his hot fudge sundae with the enthusiasm of a boy. People in various forms of dress from work clothes to bikinis ate at nearby tables. “How did you find this place?” she asked. “It’s a locals’ secret. Stick with me and I’ll show you a few more.” He winked. Her stomach dropped like a boat anchor. She wasn’t just attracted to Logan. She genuinely liked him. She even had a bit of a crush on him. Given the secrets between them and the temporary nature of her stay, she knew she shouldn’t become intimate with him, but she suspected that intimacy was as inevitable as the coming sunset. She wanted to kiss him again, to touch him, and have him touch her so that she could enjoy that rush of sensation.
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