“This is not funny.” She might be getting madder, but she was also getting closer.

“Yes, it is.” His eyes adjusted to the dark and feasted on the sight of creamy white skin, sweet nipples and a thatch of dark hair at the juncture of her thighs. His mouth went dry as she stopped a foot from him and held out her hand.

“Give me my clothes.”

“Make me.”

“Adam!”

Leaving her clothes in a neat pile on the sand, he got up, brushed the sand from his hands and stepped closer to her. “You’re lucky it was me who found you here and not some creep.”

“I’m not entirely sure you aren’t a creep.”

“I’m not,” he said as his hands landed on her shoulders to draw her into his embrace.

“Don’t touch me. I’m mad at you.” Her words and actions didn’t jibe as she snuggled against him.

It was all he could do not to caress every inch of bare skin. “Cold?”

“What do you think? How did you find me anyway?”

“Someone told me they saw you heading this way.” He bent his head and nuzzled her neck, pushing her heavy, wet hair out of his way.

She shivered, and her arms encircled his waist as she looked up at him.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said, his voice husky and rough. He couldn’t fight the need to kiss her for another second, capturing her cold lips in a kiss designed to warm her up from the inside out.

To his amazement and delight, she kissed him back, matching his hunger with plenty of her own. Her tongue met his every thrust, twirling and dancing in an erotic dance that made his head spin. This kiss put the earlier one to shame, he decided as his hands moved from her shoulders to her breasts.

When his palms covered her hardened nipples, Abby gasped and broke the kiss. “Adam…”

“What, sweetheart?”

With her hand on the back of his head she guided him to her breast, telling him what she wanted. He was happy to oblige, drawing her nipple into his mouth and running his tongue back and forth over it. When he added a bit of suction, she cried out, and her grip on his hair became painful—not that it stopped him from doing it again.

Only when he realized she was shivering from the cold rather than his attention did he pull back from her. “Let’s go back to your room and get you warmed up.”

“How do you plan to do that?”

“You’ll have to come with me to find out.”

“I’m still mad at you for stealing my clothes.”

“You can punish me to your heart’s content.”

“Is that right? I’ll have to give that some rather significant thought.”