"Nope. It's spicy, just like you," Tyler said, running his hand down her spine.
Alexis felt the heat racing through her body. She was beginning to warm to the powerful effect he had on her.
Tyler paid for the items and placed the packages in Alexis's bike basket.
"Thanks a lot, Larry."
"I hope your lady friend enjoys it, whoever she is." He winked at Alexis and she smiled in return.
"How about a stroll along the harbor?" Tyler asked, pushing his bike along.
"Will the seafood keep?" she asked.
"It's early enough. Sun's not hot enough to be a problem."
They continued along the harbor in contented silence, enjoying the beautiful scenery. Alexis didn't think she'd ever felt more at peace with a person, not even Mark. As much as she loved Mark, their relationship had been completely different. Their lives had been more frenetic and, because of their busy work schedules, they sometimes went days without seeing each other. Even when they were together, their minds had often been on other matters. Although it was difficult, she recognized that it was important to acknowledge that their marriage hadn't been perfect.
At the sight of a bench, Tyler leaned his bike against the back of it. "Let's sit and admire the view before we ride back."
Alexis joined him on the bench and leaned her head on his shoulder. She pointed to a large yacht further out in the harbor.
"Wow, I don't remember seeing yachts like that here before."
"That's the Prince's Pride," Tyler said. "Caspian's yacht."
Alexis's eyes widened in recognition. "The Brit?"
"Yep."
Tyler hadn't been kidding about him; he was loaded. "It's the most beautiful thing here by far," Alexis said admiringly.
Tyler covered her hand with his. "Not from where I'm sitting."
Alexis felt goose bumps on her arms. "Tyler," she began.
He touched her chin and gently turned her head toward him before pressing his lips to hers. Alexis inched closer to him. As his tongue tangled with hers, she felt the familiar heat radiate throughout her body. Her stomach tensed as his hand slid under her shirt and she swelled with desire. He pulled her on top of him so that she straddled his lap.
"Tyler, this is a very public display of affection," she rasped as his mouth moved along the nape of her neck.
"Not too public at this hour," he whispered, his breath tickling her ear.
Alexis didn't think she could endure this very long without giving Larry an impromptu show. She leaned back and he reluctantly stopped kissing her.
"Can we continue this back at my place?" he asked, a hungry look in his eyes.