Chapter 27

“Sure, go ahead,” I said.

“In private?”

I was about to ask why, but Preston gave me a squeeze. “I’ll go to the cabin. Sawyer should be back any minute now, right?”

“Right,” I said, unwilling to let go of him.

He leaned closer and whispered, “Call me later and we’ll come by and try out the V-berth?”

“Mmm.” I couldn’t wait to get them on the boat and strip them of all their clothing.

With a wink, he rose to his feet and smiled at Jackson.

“Are you enjoying your stay, Mr. Waters?” Jackson asked in full-on customer service mode.

“Very much,” Preston said, equally polite.

“I’m glad.”

“I’ll be going then. See you around. Have a nice evening.”

I leaned back on my hands and watched Preston walk away. Let my gaze linger on how his thigh muscles played under his skin with every step. How he almost had a bounce to his walk. How his posture was loose and free, as though he’d finally relaxed here in our little paradise.