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blackness of the ocean. The soft slap of waves rolling in with the tide brought the tangy fragrance of sea spray.
    "See that cluster of stars?” Cade pointed skyward. “That's the Southern Cross.” He leaned toward her, his breath a warm flutter across her cheek. “Crux lies along the Milky Way, surrounded by Centaurus and at the foot of the cross,” he said indicating the stars, which made up the constellation, “is Acrux. It's the brightest star."
    "Very impressive, Mr. Harper.” Taylor smiled up at him.
    "A tick in my favor. That's good.” And he returned her smile.
    With his back to the view, Cade leant against the railing and pulled her to rest between his parted thighs. Her belly did a double flip, aware the instant his very blatant arousal pulsed against her.
    "When did you learn all this?” she asked, trying to stall the urge to cling on to him and not let go.
    "When I was a kid.” But his smile disappeared and his eyes dulled. “Too many hours spent star gazing when my parents couldn't stand each other. Easier to bury my head in books and the universe."
    "Arguments?"
    "You could say that,” he answered. “See that one?” he said, bringing her with him. He wrapped his free arm around her waist, fingers circling her stomach through her dress.
    A fluttering sigh escaped Taylor's parted lips. The night air may have cooled her skin, but her body had definitely started a slow burn.
    "That one is Virgo. It's only visible through April to July and known as the Maiden. It represents almost every famous and powerful female in mythology."
    "I rather like that. Being aligned with powerful women."
    "Women are always powerful. They just don't know it,” Cade murmured cryptically against her ear.
    * * * *
    Back at their table, dessert had been served.
    "This is delicious.” Taylor gloried in the velvet smooth ambrosia as it slid over her tongue. She looked up at Cade. “You want to try?"
    "Sure."
    A slow secretive smile curled the corners of Taylor's mouth. She may have been a wreck earlier, scouring her wardrobe for something to wear that said “sexy", but as she offered Cade her spoon, sex was definitely on her mind.
    He wrapped his fingers around hers and his mouth parted. Taylor's breathing quickened. She imagined him kissing her, his tongue sliding over her skin.
    He licked the spoon, dark eyes fueled with desire.
    "Taste is everything,” and wiped the tip of his tongue across his top lip. The timbre of his voice had changed, charged now. It nearly sent Taylor over the edge.
    Beneath the table she squeezed her thighs together.
    "Do you say that to all your women?” She heard her voice. She sounded sultry, even sexy. Boy, was she on a roll. This was easy. Taylor smiled to herself. Who would have thought she could be sexy, smart, heck, even sassy?
    "Are we back to that again?"
    Taylor struggled to concentrate, only able to focus on what Cade did with that yummy mouth of his.
    Control, Taylor. Get it. Taylor breathed, slowly. Finally, she found control, or at least a semblance of it. “Just wondering if it was one of your moves ? One you've practiced, you know, to get your dates in the mood."
    "Oh.” Cade's smile dipped slightly and his dimples tempted her again. “That mood. Hmm, let me see. A fine restaurant, great meal, wine, good conversation.” He took a slow sip of his wine, his gaze never once leaving her face. “Does that equal sex for dessert?” he asked.
    Would it? Taylor leant forward on her seat.
    "I know this is your game , Taylor, but how about allowing me to take the lead sometime, hmm? Wouldn't want to spoil the surprise, now would we?"
    "Spoil sport."
    "Absolutely,” he laughed. He tossed his napkin aside, pushed his chair back and stood up. “Come on, I think it's time we got out of here."
    * * * *
    "Funny how the distance traveled on the outward journey always seemed less than the return, isn't it?” Cade said as they reached the highest span of the bridge.
    Taylor, however, simply