“It’s probably best if you hold on really tight to me,” he said when she was settled behind him on the bike. “Then there’s no chance you’ll fall off.”

“You’re just saying that about me falling off to get my hands on you.”

“Well, yeah. What’s the point otherwise?”

It was her very great pleasure to put her arms around him and to feel the press of his most-excellent ass against her spread thighs. She was already hot and bothered, and they hadn’t even left yet.

“Ready?” he asked over his shoulder.

“I think so.”

“All kidding aside, hold on tight and follow my lead.” He fired up the engine, and they took off like a shot down the dirt lane that led to the main road.

She’d had very limited experience with motorcycles. A high school boyfriend had had one, but her parents freaked out when they heard she’d been on it and forbade her from ever going with him again. Being the good girl that she’d been at the time, she’d obeyed their directive, which wasn’t hard, because that guy was a moron, and he’d scared the crap out of her with his crazy antics on the bike.

As Alex took her on a thrilling ride on the island’s winding roads, Jenny was glad her parents didn’t know what she was doing, because she absolutely loved everything about it—especially being pressed up against him as he drove. This was nothing like the last time, when she’d been too scared to enjoy the ride. This time was exhilarating and freeing and extremely exciting. But that probably had more to do with the man than the motorcycle.

When they pulled into the parking lot at the Sand & Surf Hotel, Jenny was almost disappointed that the ride was over. Alex got off first, helped her remove the helmet and kept his hands on her shoulders until she got her legs under her.

“How does dinner at Stephanie’s and a movie at the theater sound?”

“It sounds perfect.”

He took her hand and led her inside, where Sarah Lowry was working at the hotel’s front desk.

Owen’s mom noticed their joined hands but thankfully offered only a welcoming smile. “Hi there, Jenny, Alex. How are you?”

“We’re good,” Jenny said. “How are you?”

“Keeping busy,” Sarah said. “Are you having dinner?”

“We were hoping to,” Alex said.

“Go on in,” Sarah said. “I think Steph still has some tables.”

“Great, thanks.”

“I’m looking forward to the shower tomorrow,” Sarah said to Jenny.

“So am I. See you there.”

“Wouldn’t miss it.”

“What’s all this about a shower?” Alex asked as they waited for Stephanie to seat another party.