Brock leaned down and whispered in her ear what he’d like to do. He smiled when she blushed. “Don’t like that idea?” he asked. “That beach is totally secluded—perfect skinny dipping spot. We can be back by dinner, but I think Maela can hold the fort for us. Hell, she may even pack us a picnic.”
With a grin, Keira slipped out of his arms. “I’ll go ask her. You get the car. And hurry up!”
He gave her a salute. “Yes, boss. Whatever you say.” He grinned. A settled life in Jawhara was going to be different from anything he’d ever known, but in this case, different was good. Very, very good. Because Keira was making that difference a wonderful thing in his life.
END OF BOOK ONE