He stood up and she could see how tall he was, how strong and rugged he looked in his torn castaway clothes. He helped her to her feet and she felt like a tiny doll in his hands.
"One half of the plane went down over there, so there should be plenty of salvage coming in from that direction." He turned to go but Melanie stopped him.
"What is it?" He said. She put her hands on his shoulders and stood on tiptoe to reach up and peck him on the cheek. Although she meant it platonically, the sensation of her lips against his powerful jaw excited her far beyond anything the harmless action should have been capable of. This guy was huge, strong, incredibly sweet, and he had saved her life. He also hadn't cheated on her. Not that she knew of anyway.
"What was that for?" he said.
"For saving me. And for giving me time."
He gave her that sexy smile again, took her small hand into his own and then they continued down the beach together.
Melanie froze.
"What's that?" She said, pointing into the distance. Alex squinted in the tropical sunlight.
"Oh my God." He gasped. It's a body!" The two broke into a run and began sprinting across the hot sand.