Alex moved forward. But he moved so slowly. He was like a sloth, but a sexy sloth. He closed the distance between them inch by inch.
Marine held her breath. She shut her eyes tight. Her eyelashes fluttered against her cheeks like butterfly wings. Her hands gripped the towel around her chest so hard that her knuckles turned white.
'Why is he taking so long?' she screamed inside her mind. 'Just do it! Just kiss my cheek! The waiting is torture! It is absolute torture!'
Her heart was beating wildly against her ribs. Boom. Boom. Boom. It was so loud she was sure he could hear it. She was sure the neighbors could hear it!
She felt his presence getting closer. She felt his body heat radiating onto her cool skin. She smelled his scent. He smelled like soap from the bath and like pure, rugged manliness. It was intoxicating. It made her head spin.
Alex didn't kiss her yet. Oh no. He was a master of the game.
First, he lifted his hand. Swish.
