Marti stepped through the doorway adjoining the two rooms.  She felt like Alice stepping through the looking glass, and honestly, she was pleased that he was as concerned about her reputation.  Her heart smiled as he said that.  She really had no desire to be the talk of the hotel and resort.<br/>Jeremiah was indeed the gentleman she initially thought him to be.<br/><br/>She was not fooling herself, she had no doubt in her mind that he was attracted to her, and that he, too had sexual appetites that needed to be satiated.  Goodness knows she did, but it had long since been a neglected area of her life.  She was ready for a man in her life, a man that loved her, and cherished her for the woman she was.<br/><br/>She stepped into the room, and Jeremiah's proximity to her caused her heart to race, and her breathing to quicken.  She could smell the fragrance of his soap and cologne.  There was a familiarity that was comforting, but not something she could put her finger on.  She longed to nuzzle into his neck, and take in that comfort.  That might be a bit to forward, at this point in their relationship.<br/><br/>Pulling the door between the two rooms shut, she held out her hand to him.  "Let's go to the beach," she said enthusiastically.  "I'm ready for some sun and fun in the water!"