Claire’s POV
I was in a trance, not even thinking about what I was doing really, as I pressed myself up onto my toes, ready to press my lips to his. He was leaning down, his head tilting, his mouth angling just so…
Then, suddenly, a wave crashed down over us. Gideon turned, pulling me more fully behind the protective cover of his body, but the wave that crashed into his back still splattered over his shoulder and caught me in the face. Some of the saltwater went into my eye.
The mood was officially broken and I was ready to go back onto the land.
As we waded back toward shore, I was starting to think that maybe the ocean was nicer to look at than it was to actually be inside of it.
The kids were still playing with their sandcastles, watched protectively by Peter and the babysitter.
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