Chapter 33: Chapter 33

　　She hesitated and then put her hand in his and let him draw her up the stairs to where the blanket was arranged. He sat, releasing the towel, so it only just covered him. She was going to have to do the same, she realised. Even if she tied the towel sarong like, it would work its way free quickly. They had skinny dipped together, had amazing sex, and now they were going to eat breakfast together in the bare.

　　There was something delightfully naughty about that, she decided despite her misgivings, and she released the towel to fall around her as he opened the picnic basket. He grinned, sliding a look from the corner of his eye knowing that he had won this round, she thought.

　　“An unanticipated advantage of this set up,” he commented cheekily.

　　She was surprised into genuine laughter.

　　He set a bottle of champagne onto the floorboards, and a small bottle of orange juice. “Mimosa?”

　　“Why not?” She agreed. “Weak for me, though, please. Got to watch the calories.”