"Good 'cause, looking at you is making my mind go all kinds of places." Abigail took a long look at him. "I've got so many ideas that we could make our own private art gallery."
Abigail shook her head. "Some things are for your eyes only." Being the single focus of his attention was a better confidence builder than even an entire island of people could be. She reached behind herself and unhitched the clasp of her bra, then slipped the straps down her shoulders and dropped it on the ground.