She gave a little gasp and took a step back. He smiled. The vision was so powerful; more like a vivid memory than a dream. But it was crazy. How could they be floating together in mid-air and struggling to make love at the same time?
Now she went to the other brother and gazed into his eyes as well. He held it for several long seconds and then averted his eyes, as though she were shining too brightly for him. She felt the same supreme confidence but something held him back, a shyness of some kind that concealed a deeper, more powerful desire. Melanie stayed where she was, her eyes searching for his. She refused to let him go.
Look at me. Don't you dare run from me! She thought. Look at me and show me who you really are.
When he lifted his eyes again, he was all care and love. Whatever deep hunger he had momentarily revealed had been suppressed and concealed again. It drove her wild. She wanted to tear aside whatever veil was hiding his true self from her. He had feelings for her -- powerful ones. Maybe they were feelings that could barely be controlled and he had no right to hide them from her.
You just wait. She thought. You can't keep any secrets from me. Not now, not ever. I'll be right here in front of you every day until you let down your guard and then I'll be waiting.
He lowered his gaze again, almost as though he could read her thoughts and feared exposure to her. She stared at his bowed head a moment longer and then took a step back.
"Stand back to back." She said. The men looked at each other and then obeyed. Their broad tanned shoulders came together.
I speak and they move. The thought tickled her, almost frightening her as well. She hadn't asked to be the mistress of these two large men and their burning animal desires.
"This is ridiculous, Melanie. I won't do it." The shy one protested, taking a step forward.
"Do it." She said. "I need this. Do it or you can be Sebastian until we're rescued."
He stood back in line and made himself as tall as he could next to his brother. There was a very slight difference. Maybe a quarter of an inch in height or even less, in favor of the brother with the armband. It could just have been the contours of the sand underneath them though, and anyway, it wasn't enough to help her easily distinguish them.
"I'm the taller one." The man with the armband said quietly.