Chapter 93 The Day That Was Theirs

• The sun burned a little softer that afternoon.
• Gentler somehow, in the way it warmed Ellerei’s shoulders as she stepped out of the open jeep, oversized sunglasses hiding the mischief in her eyes as she tilted her face toward the breeze. A pale linen shirt hung loose over her bikini top, knotted above her waist. Her shorts were barely there, sun licking at her legs like it couldn’t help itself.
• Knox was right behind her, his grin lazy, his hand already curling around her hip like it had every damn right to be there.