Lemaruh, you are such a flirt! Harry beamed, as he took the last two stairs to where she stood. He wrapped her arms around her back at...

Moving his lips around to meet hers, he covered her mouth with a kiss. His tongue gliding threw her parted lips. Slowly he ran his...

Jet-lagged, grieving and quietly craving escape, Lemara never expected a simple breakfast overlooking Fort Lauderdale Airport to stir more than her coffee. But when a fleeting glance turns into a second encounter aboard a Caribbean cruise, the horizon promises more than island views. As ocean waves carry her forward, could fate be offering her a chance at healing, at laughter, at something a little flirtatious?