"It is so beautiful here," Serena said as Amir stepped in beside her at the railing.
This close, the heat of her body penetrated his evening robe and drove him half-mad with want. Without a second thought, he reached over and turned her to face him. "You are beautiful. Beautiful as the stars."
"Right." She chuckled.
"I am serious." Transfixed, mesmerized, he lifted one of her dangling curls, winding it around his finger. "Your hair is like moonbeams," he said.
Serena asked him, "Do these lines work on most women you meet, Amir?" She then gave him a soft smile.
"Only the ones I want to kiss," he said. He then bent down his head and brushed his lips over hers, once, twice, before claiming them with his own. He then licked his tongue over her lower lip and she gasped, allowing him an ent
