Feel the Heat: A Contemporary Romance Anthology

“No,” said Claire, hurrying to reassure her. “You’ve been a huge help.”


“Don’t worry.” The woman met Claire’s gaze with clear, determined dark eyes. “And don’t beat yourself up. You’ll figure out what works for all of you. Now, let me show you the grounds so I can close this deal.”

She winked and Claire laughed, following her out into the sun.





Four





“IS THIS IT?” CLAIRE ASKED as Luke reconsidered the wisdom of his plan. Booking the small fishing boat instead of a more extravagant cruise seemed like something his adventurous wife would enjoy, but looking at the beat-up trucks in the lot at the marina had him rethinking. Maybe it wasn’t too late to find someplace else.

“We’re here, sir,” said the driver, answering Claire’s question.

Luke opened his mouth to tell her he’d get Colin to find them a different charter, but before he could say anything, she threw her arms around his neck and pressed a kiss to his cheek. Grabbing the beach bag, she jumped out of the car before the driver had a chance to open her door. More relieved than he wanted to admit, he hurried to catch up to her and snag the bag from her hand.

“Which boat is it?” She scanned the boats docked in the slips.

“That one, I think.” Luke pointed to a small Boston whaler headed across the horizon line toward them.

Beside him, Claire bounced on her toes like an excited child, and he grinned. Pleasing her was still one of his favorite things in the world, second only to losing himself inside her. Combine the two things and there was no contest.

She’d changed from the skirt and blouse she’d been wearing to look at the property into a swimsuit, shorts, and sandals. With her hair pulled back into a ponytail and her face turned toward the sun, she was so beautiful; she stole his breath. He ought to be used to it. He’d been with dozens of beautiful women before he met her, but something about Claire cut straight through everything he’d ever known and laid his heart bare.

She was a gorgeous woman with a kick-ass body. Any man could see that, a fact that had set his teeth on edge on more than one occasion. But it was the way she loved him and the way he loved her that transcended anything he’d ever thought possible. He’d made it his mission in life to ensure she and their daughter got everything they needed and every happiness he could imagine.

“Do we have time to see what they have there?” She glanced from the approaching boat to a small shack at the point of the marina.

“Sweetheart, we have time to do anything you want.”

Her answering smile lit her face, and he pulled her into his arms for a kiss. Cupping the nape of her neck, he held her in place while his lips teased hers, catching her sigh with his mouth. Taking the kiss deeper, he breathed her in, teasing and tasting her as her body melted against his. He pressed his palm to the sun-warmed skin at the small of her back, fitting her body against his rapidly hardening cock. He stopped himself before he hooked a hand behind her knee and wrapped her leg around his waist.

“Come on.” He forced himself to pull back before he mauled his wife in the parking lot of the marina. “Let’s go check it out.”

Ten minutes later, he balanced fried ahi tacos in one hand while he handed Claire into the boat with the other. She smiled at the captain, who’d introduced himself as Hale before reaching out to take the paper cartons from Luke.

“Let me,” said the captain, hurrying to help and then moving to the side to let Luke climb onto the softly bobbing boat. “You can sit there if you’d like.” He motioned Claire to the padded seat on the bow of the boat before turning to shake Luke’s hand. “If it’s all right with you, I thought we could head over to Chinaman’s Hat and a small private beach I know of. That should put us back at the sand bar a little past low tide.”

“That sounds perfect,” said Claire, and Luke nodded his agreement.

“Great,” said Hale. “The weather’s discouraged some of the tour boats, but I don’t think it’s going to rain. There’s a stocked cooler up front. Why don’t you all relax and I’ll take us across the cove. Let me know if you have questions or want me to stop.”

“Thanks,” said Luke, making his way to the front of the boat.

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