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Though I did try that one…it only lasted
‘til I tripped over my own feet and broke my wrist on landing.”
    John grinned at him and passed his drink back. “Thanks for
the warnin’, I think I’ll take the risk. But let’s do it where there’s less height.”
He picked up his drink and led the way to a booth in the corner. As he slid in
beside him, Rob relished the heat of John’s body along the length of his. John
ran his fingers along his arm in a gentle caress, drawing Robin’s attention
from his drink back to his face. The spacious bar suddenly felt about the size
of a shoebox.
    “So what brings you to Paradise, Robin? Aren’t you tired of
water, doing what you do?”
    John had such a natural self-confidence and was so relaxed
that Robin found it easy to follow his lead. Forgetting for once in his life
that he was different. Feeling comfortable for the first time in the presence
of a man he was attracted to. And so it began. Small talk and small touches so
innocent that it was impossible to find offense in them. And yet each touch
inflamed his skin until Robin was torn between asking John to stop and begging
for more. His jeans got tighter and he began to worry about the location of one
of those strategic tears as his cock pressed against soft cotton of his underwear.
They talked of his job and Paradise while Rob became more and more distracted.
He no longer noticed that John avoided questions about himself with all the
skill of a politician dodging a scandal. When the bartender began sweeping the
floor around them John drew him to his feet and out into the night.
    The pool terrace was deserted and but for the laughter he
heard in the distance he and John might have been alone on the resort. A warm,
sweetly scented breeze flirted with the edges of John’s shirt. Swished through
the flowering bushes bordering the path and rippled through the tops of the
palm trees high above them. Behind this, the advance and retreat of the ocean,
the ever-present beat of the island’s heart. John kept Rob’s hand in his as
they walked in silent accord across the cool sand toward the softly lit porch
of his cabin.
    “So, where are your bodyguards tonight?”
    “They’re around. Don’t worry, they won’t bother us.”
    “I’m not worried.” And he wasn’t, Rob realized. It should bother him that there were strangers who were watching their every move but it
didn’t. It’s not as if he was having sex in front of them after all. Though the
thought caused a shiver of arousal, he didn’t think he would ever be ready for
that.
    Rob flushed and smiled guiltily as John stepped closer,
sheltering him from the ocean breeze. It was odd to find himself in the role of
the protected instead of the other way ‘round. And enjoying it. The few
liaisons he had had in college had been all about sex. A release and nothing
more. Always behind closed doors since he hadn’t been out and occasionally
neither had his partner. He had only ever dated women and had naturally taken
the lead. But it felt good, right, to let John take that position. Rob wasn’t
sure he liked what that said about him. Did it make him weak? He frowned and
John cocked his head in question.
    “What are you thinking about?”
    Robin looked into John’s eyes and forgot his momentary
discomfort. “Nothing.”
    “Really?” He raised his brows in disbelief. “Well then,
let’s see what I can do to change that.”
    John drew him into his arms and Rob tipped his face to up in
anticipation of his kiss. But instead of meeting John’s lips with his own, John
bent his head and pressed a butterfly-soft kiss to his collarbone. He followed
it with another and another, working his way along its length until he reached
the sensitive hollow at the base of Rob’s throat. He nipped him gently and
Robin gasped and tilted his chin to give him better access. John ran his tongue
along the outer edge of his ear and whispered something Gaelic in that gravelly
voice. Rob’s