I am visiting the San Juan Islands off Washington State. Here is My Sexy Saturday inspired by the local kayaking:
Tess fumbled with her paddle, the current pulling her away from shore. Panic rose through her like a prevailing wind. A speck came closer, a man racing with his oars dipping in and out of the water.
“Hold on.” His voice bellowed louder than the surf.
He drew near, his wispy air ruffled in the breeze and a tan enhancing the curve of what looked a sturdy jaw. “Grab my paddle.”
Tess reached for the oar, security overcoming fear due not just to a daring rescue, but the thought of muscular arms embracing her.