Sliding open the door, Murphy slipped outside onto the deck from the master suite, and made his way quickly down the long wooden staircase.
Reaching the lower level, he strolled along the wooden planks of the pier. Grinning, he slipped off his shorts. Taking in a deep breath, he dove from the end of the pier.
Howling, he broke the surface from underneath the water. “Damn – that water’s cold!”
Kate grinned, skimming the water. “Good morning.” With long smooth strokes, she swam over to greet him.
Meeting her half-way, Murphy gathered her into his arms. Taking her completely unawares, he gave her a long blistering kiss.
“What a fantastic way of waking up in the morning,” he finally said.
“It is a little cold, though.”
“Bracing,” he answered, as his eyes met hers.
Excerpt from That Unforgettable Kiss by Tamara Ferguson