Jack actually moans and it sends a spark of heat all through me. Laughing, I rest against him, thrilling just a bit when his hand smooths down my back and nodding in reply.

"You taste better than any pie I've ever had," I tell him on a sigh before tipping up for another taste. I can't say I've ever really considered doing anything all that scandalous in a public space, but I think kissing my boyfriend -- my boyfriend! -- on a beach hardly counts. It could, though. I definitely don't feel like stopping.