Seduce Me by Jill Shalvis Page A

water’s edge. Before he could so much as move, she raised her hands behind her and unzipped her dress.
    Then let it fall.
    Oh, man.
    The moonlight bathed her body as she kicked free of the dress pooled at her ankles. Wearing only what looked like black panties, she straightened. The thin moonlight streamed over her body, lighting up her shoulders and her slim back.
    Still not turning to face him, she stepped into the water a few feet, and when a wave came in, she dived into it and vanished.
    Unable to believe his eyes, he stood there in frozen shock for a beat, and then when she didn’t surface, started running down the dune toward the beach. He scanned the waves but couldn’t see her. “Sam!”
    He had kicked off his shoes, shucked his jacket, and had his fingers on the zipper of his pants when her wet blond head resurfaced, way out there now, past the next set of waves.
    She dived again.
    She was bodysurfing.
    That had him relaxing, but only marginally. Now that he was no longer afraid for her, something else had taken him by the throat.
    The way she looked, more than half-naked and wet by moonlight.
    His fingers started working again, and hepushed his pants down and peeled off his socks. He tossed his shirt the way of his tux jacket.
    And plunged in.
    The shock of the cold water took his breath for a moment, but it was exhilarating, too, and he began swimming. When the first set of waves came upon him, he took a deep breath and dived beneath them, feeling them crash over him with thunderous pressure.
    He surfaced, grabbed another breath and ducked under the next wave, letting the momentum take him through.
    With the black sky above him and the blacker sea swirling beneath him, it was almost a surreal experience, with no clear definition of what was up and what was down.
    Feeling awe-inspired for no obvious reason, he dived through the final set of waves and surfaced next to Sam.
    With a gasp she turned her head and blinked at him, her body covered up to her shoulders with the dark, fathomless, turbulent water. “Jack. You scared me to death.”
    â€œWhat did you think I was, a shark?”
    A hint of a smile curved her mouth. “I would have been less surprised.”
    â€œYou didn’t think I could swim?”
    â€œI thought you were long gone.”
    â€œYou’ve never had a guy want to walk you to your door before, or make sure you were truly safe before he took off?”
    Instead of answering, she let the next swell take her, and then she disappeared under a wave. But she must have been thinking about what he’d said because when she swam back to him, she tossed back her blond hair and said, “I’ve been on my own for a long, long time.”
    He had no idea why that both appealed to him and tugged at him. Floating a little closer, he looked into her eyes. “You’re not alone right now.”
    â€œMaybe I want to be.”
    â€œReally?”
    She stared at him, then let out a sighing laugh. “No.” She took the next swell, and the next, then after a while came to him. “You still here?”
    Jack touched her face. “Still here. Don’t people stick around for you, Sam?”
    â€œSome.”
    â€œDo you have any family?”
    â€œI have an uncle. And I consider Lorissa my family, too.”
    His heart softened some more. As much as his sister drove him crazy, as much as his parents bossed and nudged and invaded and tried to run his life, he loved them all and couldn’t imaginebeing without them. “How old were you when you lost your parents?”
    â€œHey, here comes a good one, you going to take it?” She made a sound of annoyance when the wave passed them, lifting them high for a long beat in time, then dropping them back down.
    The amazing pull of the tide, the way of the earth.
    â€œDon’t blow another one,” she said.
    So he didn’t. He took the next swell and rode it in, finding himself