“Asher, you cannot keep avoiding me on an island smaller than most college campuses.” Eva’s high voice cut through the din of the bar.

The gorgeous dark-haired, green-eyed surfer sighed with his whole body, his shoulders dropping.

“Eva, I haven’t been avoiding you.” Asher’s strained voice made Seeley want to take his hand and leave the bar.

The copper-haired diver wanted to take him back to her hotel room and make slow, sweet love under ...