She didn’t want to talk about him. “Why are you apologizing for something you didn’t do?” Jared came up, picked up a rock, and tossed it into the ocean. “He was—is—my friend. What he did… You didn’t deserve that.” Dayna stood and walked into the water, slicing her leg through the cool liquid and said, “Forget about it.” “If I was lucky enough to have someone like you, I’d never fuck that up.” That gave Dayna the opening she was looking for. She turned to face him. “And if you had me, say, for one night, what would you do with me?” Even in the darkness, she saw his irises flair and smolder. He was up in one fluid motion and came toward her, splashing water on her legs as he did. Jared didn’t touch her, but his nearness caused heated desire to slither down her spine. “I would worship every inch of your body. When I was done, you’d know you were the only woman in my life and no other could ever take your place.”
