“Zachariah and Laurel continued splashing and laughing, at least until she jumped up on him, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. Her lips smashed into his, and he grunted in surprise as a spark ignited inside him starting at his core and smoldering through him until searing fire shot to his fingertips. Passionate. Ravenous. Embers that fanned to life inside a dry forest.”