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Chapters (30)
  1. Table of Contents
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. Who's Who on Gansett Island
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Epilogue
  25. Waiting for Love Contest
  26. Gansett Island FAQ
  27. Treading Water
  28. Other Books By Marie Force
  29. About the Author
  30. Reviews
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His smile softened his expression as he framed her face with his big hands. “Prettiest girl I ever met,” he said. When he kissed her, he kept his eyes open.

Moved by his words as much as the gentle slide of his lips, Linda looped her arms around his neck and let him take them both away from it all. So much for her plans to care for him. He took over, removing the bra and panties with practiced skill.

As he kissed his way down the front of her, he said, “You know what I think about all the time?”

“What?” Linda said, gasping from the tug of his lips on her nipple.

“What would’ve become of me if you hadn’t given up your fancy life in the city to come to my island to be with me?”

She fisted a handful of his hair, arching her back to get closer to him. “What choice did I have? I was head over heels in love. Still am.”

“With me?” he asked, looking at her with blue eyes that danced with mischief. The relief at seeing his vivacity returning after the terrible fright they’d sustained made her want to weep. Instead of tears, though, she went with humor.

“With your island.”

He let out a grunt of protest and dug his fingers into her sides, tickling her as he drew hard on her nipple.

The combination had Linda tightening her hold on his hair, torn between laughter and screaming from the pleasure. “Mac! Stop! I can’t take that.”

He tugged again on her nipple, gentler but still insistent. “Tell me who you were in love with.”

“You, God, only you. I was in love with you from the first second I ever laid eyes on you.”

He scooped her up effortlessly, drawing her in tight against him as he thrust into her.

His strength had always been a huge turn-on for her, never more so than right now when he held her so tightly, controlling their every move.

She loved the way he dominated her in bed but let her dominate him the rest of the time. The dynamic had worked well for them for nearly forty years, and as Linda gave herself over to the pleasure, she could only hope they had many more years to spend together.

“God, Lin,” he said, shuddering. “That’s so good. So good.”

It had always been so good, she thought, as she peppered his face with kisses.

He turned his head slightly, enough to join their lips. “So glad you picked me, babe.”

“As if there was any choice.”

“You could’ve had anyone.”

“I only ever wanted you.”

“Luckiest guy who ever lived.”

And then there were no more words as he let his body speak for him, loving her so completely and so thoroughly that Linda was left spent and gasping when it was over.

“Whoa,” he said after a long period of breathy silence. “We still got it, huh?”