Maya’s POV

“Brace your hands on the ledge and open your legs for me.”

Kai’s voice reached me the moment I stepped into the shallow turquoise water of the tide-pool cabana. The sun had already begun its slow slide toward the horizon, painting everything gold and soft. The silver bracelet sat cool against my wrist. Nothing else covered my skin.

I placed my palms on the low stone ledge and spread my thighs. Warm water lapped at the tops of my legs. Kai stood in front of me, linen pants rolled and soaked, dark hair damp, the same lean surfer’s body that had already taken me apart once today. He...