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His glance swept over her as he tugged a branch, scattering scarlet petals over the grass. He let it spring back, oblivious to the effect he was having on her. She was glad of her sunglasses to hide behind as he hooked his thumbs in his belt loops, exposing an inch of caramel skin. “Will you be around to look after me?” “Do you flirt with all your customers?” “Technically, you’re not the customer. And who wouldn’t flirt with a naked blonde?” “Technically, I wasn’t naked.” “You’re quibbling over details.” He smiled that killer smile and pushed his wild black hair off his face. He stood to one side to let her pass. Ridiculous to be so flustered by his banter. But she couldn’t keep her eyes off him as she led him down the slope to the beach. He trampled the dense ivy and ferns with his boots, the view of his taut thighs more than tempting. She bet he’d have long sinuous muscles, like a dancer. Clearly she was losing the plot. The grass became sparse and sprinkled with sand, the air salty with the hiss of the sea. Danny stopped suddenly, in the lea of a sand dune, dotted with purple thistles. “A private beach? Are you fucking kidding me?” “It’s not private, as in legally owned by the family.” “You wouldn’t say that’s splitting hairs?” A tumble of rocks lay in front of them, then the endless expanse of the sea. Danny weighed a pebble in his hand and tossed it towards the gentle waves. “It’s the coolest thing ever. Not great for surfing, maybe. But for swimming, wow!” “It’s the Atlantic. It’s freezing! And the current can be challenging when it rains.” He hurled another stone at the water. It bounced off the surface with hardly a splash. “I bet you’re the gym-bunny type, all heated pool and zero riff-raff.” It was none of his business, if she had membership to a place like that. “You’re implying I’m not up to swimming in the sea?” “I’m game, if you are?” He shucked up his T-shirt. His stomach was tanned and toned. “Please tell me you’re joking!” He laughed, glancing at his watch. “I have to be somewhere now but you can take me on tomorrow…”
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