There was no boat. Just an endless stretch of blue water. Ashley noticed it right after Lorenzo dropped her off.
"What are we going to do? Swim?"
"How did you know?" Lorenzo asked, taking two steps closer to the bank.
"I didn't. I meant that as a joke," she said, surprised he was already taking off his shirt. "Actually, I thought there was going to be a boat… like last time."
Lorenzo strolled toward her, nearly naked, except for his briefs. Ashley swallowed hard at the sight that made her want to drop to her knees and sin.
"There wasn't enough time to bring the boat down here, but swimming is just what you need right now." He stood before her, holding her shoulders. "Do you know why?"
Ashley shook her head. She couldn't tear her eyes away from that ripped body—especially the tattoos—even though she'd seen him shirtless so many times.
