Seducing Zake Craige
"You’re beautiful, just like the sunset. The sunset is beautiful isn't it?"
I shook my head.
"Mr. Zake, don't say that. The sunset is beautiful, isn't it? In poetry, that phrase means 'goodbye.' It’s sad."
"So you love poetry?" he chuckled.
"Let’s go to the boat. Let's explore the sea."
We boarded the small ship.
As we reached the middle of the water, the whales breached and the waves crashed against the hull. I felt Zake stand behind me. His breath brushed my skin his lips touched my temple.