But I'm usually the type of girl that would hit and run
No risk so I think I'm all in
When I kiss your lips, feel my heartbeat thump
Late Evening August 12th, 1890 — Corfu, Greece
The decision to swim beneath the stars had been an impulsive one on both their parts. After a long day of hiking through the fauna with Zach's colleagues they both wanted a way to cool off. A private bath might've been better, especially given that she had cut her swimming costume off at the knee, but that was a regret she might have later on. For now, Jo would enjoy the warmth of the sea without complaint.
She was also doing her best not to force things along with Zach. The handful of kisses they shared had set her desire for him ablaze. Englishmen were notoriously proper, though, so Jo was unsure if he would even be willing. (Then again, what sort of proper Englishman agreed to a weeklong vacation with an unchaperoned woman wearing trousers? Jo had to believe that if he cared one iota about propriety he would've refused any of her previous advances.) Whatever the case may be, Jo was determined to make her move tonight.
"I'm glad your errands took us here." She told him earnestly as they walked along the shore. "Today's been wonderful."
Yur