“There is a bit of a waiting list.” He looked down, seeming slightly embarrassed. I sensed there was more, so I asked, “How long is a bit?” “About two years.” He beamed at me, and his beautiful, perfectly straight smile nearly knocked me on my butt. He went on, “But I don’t compromise quality. If people want one of my boats, then they have to wait for it.” “I bet they do, too.” I grinned back at him. He nodded. “I’ve had people try to bribe me to rush or to go to the front of the line, but I don’t want any part of that. It wouldn’t be fair to the people who have waited.” This man was good, solid, kind, fair, gorgeous, smart, and sweet, and I wanted him in the worst way. I tried to put on my sexy voice as I said huskily, “This boat needs to be broken in.” “She’s not quite ready to put in the water,” he answered, misunderstanding my meaning. I decided that I would have to be more direct, so I removed my wide belt and unzipped the floral dress that I had borrowed from Courtney. My breasts had been straining for freedom all day, and they spilled out as the dress pooled at my bare feet. I slipped out of my panties and laid back on the long bow, offering my naked body to Seth. He licked his lips and then sprang into action. He quickly ripped the golf shirt over his head. In one smooth move, he shed himself of his khakis and boxers. Then he joined me on the ship’s bow. We ran our hands over each other as our tongues tangled. I was almost manic in my hunger for him. We melted together, our bodies completely entwined. He was hard, pressing into my belly. It wasn’t nearly enough, so I reached my hand down between us and guided him to me. He groaned as he slid inside me.