And what was his plan when he got there? Would he tell her what he’d learned about her in the hour since they were last together? At some point, he’d tell her. Maybe not right away, but he’d let her know that he’d read the letter and admired her even more than he had before.

He had to keep in mind what she’d said about not treating her differently after he knew the truth of her past. She didn’t want that and had been very clear on that point. So he had to make an effort to compartmentalize what he’d learned about her past and put it aside to give the woman she was today what she wanted and needed.

As she hadn’t bothered to lock the gate at the lighthouse, he was able to drive right up to her door. When he cut the engine and the headlights, he noticed the darkness surrounding the lighthouse. The place was downright spooky with only the faint backup beam from the signal light offering any illumination.

Holding a flashlight, Jenny met him at the door.

“Did you lose power?”

“Yes, and it’s scary. Is it okay to say I’m really glad to see you?”

He smiled at her as he shut the door and kicked off his shoes in the mudroom. “Yeah, babe, it’s okay to say that.”

“To what do I owe this very nice surprise?”

“I told you. I didn’t get enough of you earlier.”

“You had all of me earlier,” she reminded him as she led him up the spiral stairs to the first level.

The view of her sweet ass in sexy boy shorts on the way up the stairs made his mouth water. At the top of the stairs, she turned abruptly and caught him staring. Alex smiled sheepishly at her. “I’m only human, and that’s a very nice ass you’ve got there.”

“Glad to know all my yoga has been good for something.”

The thought of her bent into all sorts of intriguing positions had him widening his eyes. “Yoga? Could I get a demonstration?”

She set the flashlight on the table, and the small circle of light made the room seem smaller and cozier than usual. “Maybe. If you’re good.”

With his hands on her hips, he brought her in tight against him to ensure she knew how badly he wanted her. “How good do I have to be?”

“Very, very good.”

“I can do that.” He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against hers, absorbing her alluring scent and the peaceful calm that came over him whenever he was near her.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong.”

“Are you sure?”