Dermot's pov
After our embarrassing encounter with the room service ordeal, Carter and I resorted to keeping down and behaving as normal as we could, but that only lasted for one day.
For one thing, Carter couldn't keep his hands to himself and I couldn't be quiet for the life of me. It was funny each time we finished having sex when we imagined how horrified they would be when they hear us again.
The rest of our week in the Bahamas went so smoothly that it made me anxious for some reason. You know when things go the way you want them for a long time and you begin to fear that something bad would come.
That's how I felt and it doesn't even help that Carter is being very sweet like he is always. We had done all the activities we came here to do, from parasailing to boat riding. I enjoyed every bit of it.
