I looked down at Gus’s huge shadow on the water and sighed. I never thought I’d get sick of seeing the ocean, but this flight had proven me wrong. We’d left the island hours ago, and there was still no land in sight.
Closing my eyes, I focused on much more pleasant thoughts, most of them involving Lukas. The last two weeks with him had been some of the happiest of my life. We’d spent time together every day doing whatever I wanted, whether it was training, visiting town, teaching me to ride, or talking. He had refused to attend more of his father’s special dinners, opting to dine alone with me in my quarters. And we ended each night making out on my couch until I thought I would combust.
While Lukas’s kisses and touches left no doubt how much he wanted me, he had taken it no further than
