Another giggle bubbled when his kissed the back of her palm, sending a rush of tingles up her arm. Oh, he was good. And his mix of California and New York certainly explained it. "LA by way of Anderson, Texas," Chloe answered, her hand dropping from his back into her lap where it fiddled with the tab on her can.
She wanted to see more of him without any barrier between them. Removing her sunglasses, she leaned over to tuck them into her bag, accidentally brushing his leg with her foot as she did so, then lifted her head only to lose herself in his eyes when blue met hazel. Chloe's stomach fluttered again; her breath stolen by the intensity of his gaze. So powerful. And beneath the surface of the endless depths, a hunger that fed her own and made her shiver.
"Here on a mix of business and pleasure," she continued when her voice returned though it had dropped slightly in volume and timbre. "The latter's been hard to come by. Until today, that is." One long blink and the coy grin returned, reaching her eyes and making them sparkle in the sun. "How about you? What's a New Yorker doing on an Athenian beach so late in the season?"