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We made our way toward the back, past the handful of tourists who had chosen not to get in the water. Finding a corner cushioned seat next to the twin Yamaha outboard motors, we sat down and ate our late lunch. The burgers on sweet roll buns were delicious, and the ice cold beer made for a perfect pairing.

Sitting there on the gently rocking boat, with the Hawaiian sun beating down on us and a cool island breeze countering the afternoon heat, I realized this has got to be the most perfect day of my life. I so wanted to kiss and ravage the two-piece beauty sitting next to me, but contented myself to simply enjoy the feel of her bare leg pressed against mine.

I could get used to this.

“What?” Taylor said, giving me a nudge with her shoulder.

“Huh?”

“You look deep in thought.”

“Just enjoying the moment,” I said.

“That’s it?”

There was something else lodged in my mind, and took a couple of seconds for me to remember what it was.

“How do you think your dad will react if he finds out about us?”

“I think he’ll come around.” She sipped her beer and stared out at the water. “Is there an us, Miles?”

There it was, the question I had been asking myself for some time now.

Is there an us?

I knew the answer, of course, and I had already committed to taking the next, bold step. I just wasn’t sure if this was the right place for me to say anything.

“Never mind, forget it,” Taylor said, misinterpreting my pause and getting up abruptly. I caught a single tear trailing down her cheek before she turned her head away, the sight of it cutting a deep, painful wound in my heart.

“Taylor, wait,” I said, making an attempt to grab her, but she sidestepped me easily. She threw her plate and bottle in the black trash bag knotted to the railing and in a single fluid motion she dove overboard, landing in the water with barely a splash.

Goddammit, Miles,I cursed as I discarded my half-eaten food and beer. You sure screwed this one up good.

I looked out and found her swimming away from the boat, her powerful strokes quickly propelling her beyond the sandbar, into the deep ocean.

Shit, she’s fast.

I jumped, landing feet first into the water, and waded painfully slow toward the kayak. I untied it and managed to hop on without tipping it. Pointing the kayak in Taylor’s direction, I set out after her, paddling the tiny craft with everything I’ve got.

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