When she’d settled herself, she looked to the ocean, refusing to glance at Rick. When they got back, she could plaster a smile on and pretend all this never happened. You sure about that? And the bigger question, was that actually what she wanted? As they powered through the surf, the boat lifting and landing over each wave, Felicity sneaked a look at the man who’d apparently been her boss, her fiancé, and her lover. No doubts about the lover part. No. That connection was definitely real. She blushed as she thought about how uninhibited she’d been with him. How hot, how ready. She shook her head. Even if the fiancé, dedicated colleague, and business partner roles he claimed he’d played in her past were to be believed, she could also add kidnapper to the list. Really? Yes, really. He had gotten them stranded on a deserted island on purpose. She looked ahead. He might have sought her out, but that didn’t mean she owed him anything.
