"Always," he said with a touch of heat in his smirk.

He nodded again, finally truly turning his attention back to the task at hand. She made it difficult to stay focused. She had felt too good against him earlier. His lips still tingled.

He dipped the smaller crabs out when they were a deep red and plopped them into the cold water. A few of the others were starting to come up now. He could see the legs and flat bodies twirling lazily against the rapid boil. It was hard to believe that anything could go from looking so unappetizing to delicious in such little time.