Rite Stuff

The Pacific stretches — a raw untamed sweep of black sand in the violent grip of crashing waves. A necklace of shark teeth scrapes against his bare chest with each ragged breath: a portent, a weapon, a talisman of the hunt. Then Livia lunges — an explosion of urgent movement — and they collide, a tangled heap of limbs and heat, half swallowed by the surging sea.Cyrus and Livia through Pacific beac...