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Directly across froazebo and by dinner, his sweat-slicked body had become Sabrina’s main focus

Thank God for sunglasses

Theit His shoulders ide, his chest iht-pack he sported attested to the fact that he was extremely physical He had lean hips and those da but emphasize the cut that most women drooled over

Sabrina wasn’t drooling She was just…appreciating Or so

It had been a while

She watched hilanced over to her, she froze For a long while, the two of theh the large dark sunglasses she sported kept her eyes covered, there was no way he couldn’t know she’d been staring

“I’ his purple plastic pail into the bin on the dock

“Okay,” she ue She packed up her bag and stoay the chairs before leading her kids back to their cottage, all the while hypersensitive about theher?

But that would be silly And besides, what did she care?

Sabrina didn’t look back and busied herself with the children She barbecued haue hopped into his truck and left around seven The kids had baths and then she let the theo was equally tired, and the puppy squirht

Once they were settled, she stood in the living room, distracted and at odds with herself That familiar ache was back and yet it was different It wasn’t just the loneliness—it was soue from her mind?

Sabrina changed into a calass of wine She didn’t want to read She didn’t want to watch TV And she sure as hell didn’t want to sit here by herself

Kinda sucked that those were her only options

In the end, she shut off all the lights, grabbed the rest of the bottle of open wine and wandered out to the deck, falling into the chaise lounge There was a slight breeze off the water, but it felt good against her skin because, holy hell she was hot

Hot and restless