“Really. I think it’s your hot body next to me.”
His voice is tinged with humor, and I teasingly pat him lightly on the forearm. “Ha-ha.”
“You think I’m joking?” He cups my ass and kisses me hard on the mouth. “I’m completely serious.”
“Well, that’s just…”The sweetest freaking thing ever.“That’s kind of you.”
He barks out a laugh. “Kind of me, huh?”
“Shut up.” I stick out my tongue at him and step out ofbed. “You want to watch the sun come up?” I ask as I head for my dresser to grab a t-shirt and shorts.
“I don’t think I need to see the sunrise with this view.”
I smile over my shoulder at him, and he raises his eyebrows at me.
“If you’d get your butt out of bed, I could admire the view also.”
Michael obliges me and walks over to me naked.
I reach out and palm his muscled chest. “You don’t have a change of clothes here,” I say.
He bends down to kiss me. “Does it bother you for me to be naked?”
“Not at all, but it might bother your cousins if the other guests watch you walk outside nude.”
“True.” He nuzzles my ear, and I shiver.
This man is very convincing at making me never want to leave the bed.
I force myself to step back from him and slip on my bra.
“You put on your clothes from last night, and we’ll stop by your cabin for some fresh ones in a minute,” I say.
I pull on my panties, t-shirt, and cut-offs.
“Ready?” I ask.
Michael’s already buttoning his pants. “Ready.”
We walk into his cabin, and while he’s getting changed, I sit on the living room couch and look with interest at the photographs framed and sitting on the coffee table.
I pick up the first one. It’s dated, clearly years old, of a family of four—parents and two young boys. I look more closely.
And I squeal.
I’ve seen this photograph before.
“What is it?” Michael appears in the doorway.
I hold up the framed photo in my hand. “Is this you and Ayden with your parents?”
“Yep.”
I smile. “Aunt Lynn has this photo at her house.”
Michael’s eyes widen. “Seriously?”
“Uh-huh. She has a smattering of what she always calls her Lucky Bay photos sitting on a table by her back door. They’re all from years ago, from when Tony was still alive. This is one of them.” I stare at him. “I bet that’s why you looked so familiar to me. I’ve seen pictures of you when you were young.”
