“I can’t believe you took him into your bedroom.”

“I can’t believe you’re acting like a jealous fool when nothing happened.”

His shoulders slumped, and he shook his head. “I can’t believe it either. I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me where you’re concerned, but seeing you sitting there with another guy… I wanted to beat the shit out of him.”

“I’m really glad you didn’t do that.”

“Sorry.” He ran his hands through his hair, his frustration nearly palpable.

Jenny went to him and flattened her hands on his chest. “What are we going to do about this little problem of yours? I’m not going to stand for you flipping out every time I talk to another guy.”

“I know.”

“Soooo…”

“I’m crazy about you,” he said gruffly, his hands falling from his hair to her shoulders. “And that’s making me crazy. If that makes any sense at all.”

Touched by the worry she heard in his voice, she said, “It does, but you have to know you’re the only one I want. You’re the only one I’ve truly wanted since I lost Toby. There’s no one else but you.”

“Will you keep telling me that and forgive me when I act like a jealous ass?”

“Sure. I can do that. It’s kind of cute when your dark-chocolate eyes go green, but make no mistake, it won’t be cute if you make a scene over me having guy friends. I had a nice time with Jared just now. He’s going through a tough time, and I plan to follow up with him in a few days to see how he’s doing. I enjoyed talking to someone who knew Toby and remembers him with affection. I refuse to apologize for that.”

“I get it. You shouldn’t have to apologize.”

“And I’m also not going to be happy if you can’t be nice to my friends because you think they shouldn’t be allowed to talk to me.”

“I won’t do that. I don’t know where this is coming from. I’ve never felt this way before. About all of it—you, other guys paying attention to you, the way I want to be with you all the time, the crazy way you make me feel. It’s new to me. I’m out of sorts over you.”

“I don’t want you out of sorts. I want you comfortable and secure that what we have is special and that I feel the same way you do.”

His hands traveled from her shoulders, down her back and below the hem of her cover-up. He cupped her bottom, drawing a sharp gasp from her.

“I thought we were going surfing.”