Fun of a Lifetime
What to do?
Two twenty-seven changed to two twenty-eight. What to do first was get herself into that water. The best place to think was in her natural environment.
She unlatched the lock on the door and squeezed through the opening onto the deck, glancing back at Logan. His shoulder rose softly in time with his breath.
“A few hours, Logan,” she whispered, tugging the door closed behind her.
The moonlight trailed across the massive deck and over the railing to the blue water beyond. High tide had just started to ebb, and the soft waves lapped against the pylons in the inlet below, their crests breaking into hundreds of iridescent bubbles.
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