Unable to orient myself, I closed my eyes again and snuggled closer to the other body.  If I was suffering from hallucinations, so what?  The person beside me turned over.  Strong arms wrapped around me.  Mmm.
           
Then Will kissed me again.  I knew it was Will.  I recognized the lingering scent of his musky aftershave spiced with a smidgen of salt from the ocean water, the firmness of his lips, the muscled chest and slightly coarse hair.  Everything I’d fantasized about all day.  This time I was breathing, so I responded with enthusiasm.
           
Nice.  Really nice.   
        
Finally, he eased us apart and sat up beside me.  He placed his hand on my shoulder and gave me a little shake.  “Come on, Harriet, open your eyes.  I know you’re in there.”
           
With reluctance, I did as I was told and smiled up at him.  “How’d you know I was awake?”
           
In the subdued light, his teeth flashed as he smiled.  “Well, let’s see.  You stuck your tongue down my throat and nearly chewed my lip off.  That’s a pretty sure sign.”
           
“Sorry,” I said, not sorry at all.  “I was dreaming.”
           
“About what?” 
        
 “I’ll never tell.”  I adjusted the covers around me, my face burning.  Considering the fantasies I was having, I must be feeling a lot better.  “How, ah, did I get like this?”
        
He knew exactly what I meant.  “I had to warm you up.”
        
I propped myself up on my elbows, making sure the blanket was tucked around my chest.
        
 “Warm me up for what?”  My imagination shifted into overdrive, running away with me.  It must have shown on my face.  Maybe it was the way I was panting, not to mention the drooling.
        
 He laughed as he climbed over me, got off the bunk, and stood up.  I was disappointed to see he was wearing an ill-fitting pair of trousers that looked too short for him.  Only his chest was bare.