(This chapter contains explicit sexual content and adult themes. Reader discretion is advised.) Evelyn barely had time to gasp before cool water closed around them. She clutched instinctively at Roman’s shoulders as he surfaced, her yelp dissolving into a breathless laugh when she realized she wasn’t falling—she was being held securely.

His hands wrapped firmly on her waist, anchoring her against him as the water rocked them gently. The sunlight danced across the water, and the cliffs of the cove enclosed them in private intimacy. Her legs wrapped around him without permission from her mind.

She flushed immediately. ‘It must be the effect of the alcohol,’ she told herself, trying...