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Her eyes are wide. A warm glow infuses her skin. She’s still trying to catch her breath.
She places a hand on her chest. “If you kiss me like that again, I will say or do something stupid because that was too… I mean I, I want… Nope! Not going there.” She waves her hand, batting off some errant thought. “I just think, better if…”
“No, no, I know.” I step backward so she knows I won’t go in for another kiss. “I get that. I just—I don’t know your name. Somehow, we didn’t get to that.”
“Oh! Oh my gosh, you’re right. Here I’ve been thinking of you as Stunt Devil all night, or Mr. —”
She stops abruptly and waves her hand again. “Never mind. Not important. Ha.”
Her smile reaches her eyes. “I’m Hazel. Hazel Thorpe.”
Chapter 8
Hazel
I just enjoyed the best kiss of my life.
I’m pretty sure that the air around me is vibrating. I’m seeing stars. My body is singing with an aliveness I haven’t felt in years.
No, scratch that…
I have never felt this alive.
This happy.
This excited.
And that might be because I have never kissed a drop-dead-gorgeous man under the moon and stars on an island.
A beautiful island.
Hawaii, I love you, I think, as I mentally calculate my chances of moving here permanently. Maybe Stunt Devil could move here, too, and we could live in one of these bungalows.
We could swim with the dolphins.
We could wake up to views of sunshine and fairy-dusted, sunlight-sprinkled aquamarine surf. We could kiss like that every single day. In those rare times when our lips aren’t locked, we could watch unicorns frolic.
I mean, there must be unicorns on this island. This place is magical.
It takes me a moment to notice that Stunt Devil has adopted an odd expression. His grin fades. One corner of his perfect mouth tips down.
“Excuse me… what did you say?” he mutters.
“My name.”
“Yeah, but… what was it? I think I misheard you.”
“Hazel Thorpe,” I repeat, a little louder this time.
He looks as though he’s just sipped sour milk. “Wait—really? That’s weird.”
A laugh ripples through me because I’m in too good of a mood to be offended by his reaction.
Also, I’m still floating. He just turned my world upside down with that passionate kiss, and my feet still haven’t hit the ground.
I can’t control my dreamy smile. I hear it in my own voice when I speak. “You think my name is weird? Ha. Well, that’s new to me, but I guess it is a little unusual. What’s yours?”
I lean against the doorframe because if I don’t, I might fall. My knees are still weak from our kiss.
