Page 48 of Making Waves

“I have several sexual favors in mind,” she warned him, the cool breeze off the water twining around them. “There’s no contest. No bets. Just you serving my every carnal craving until I can’t see straight.”

Her fingertips slid between the buttons of his shirt and began unfastening. He hoisted her higher against him and carried her up the beach toward the inn, the promise of a future together waiting inside.

“That might not be a contest, but it’s definitely a challenge if ever I heard one.”

“Good.” She grazed her lips over his, savoring the hungry way he nipped at her mouth, his chest straining against her breasts. “I know you can’t possibly walk away from a challenge, so that guarantees a deliciously satisfying night for me.”

“Not just a night.” He paused on the front porch, meeting her gaze in the dull glow of the wrought iron lantern perched on a nearby window sill. “I’m offering nothing less than a lifetime, Ally.”

Her heart did a flip in her chest, the words as good as a proposal coming from a man who would never make a promise he didn’t intend to keep. Love for him overflowed inside her, a well that had never run dry.

“I know, Jack. And I can’t wait.”