Rolling off her he laid down on his back, putting his hands behind his head as he looked up at the ceiling. How could he tell her that he had already fallen in love with her? There was no way he would tell her, fearing she would leave him so he kept quiet. "I don't know about you but I'm starving."
"Me too," she said reaching for his shirt she puts it on. "I'll make us some sandwiches."
He watched as she left the room, his heart felt heavy. He had never been in love before and it hurt knowing that the one you loved didn't love you back. But to keep her with him he'd keep his feelings to himself. Getting up threw on a pair of sweats and followed her into the kitchen.
After sharing a sandwich and a piece of apple pie they showered together and went to bed. They didn't have to work tomorrow so they planned on going for a boat ride and having a picnic.
He laid down on the bed with his clothes on, waiting for her to come from the bathroom. She had on this cute little sundress, she looked so damn sexy."
"Ryan, could you do up the zipper at the back, I can't reach it.
When she got close enough he grabbed her arms and pulled her down, flipping her over onto her back. "No, I'd rather take it off you instead."
"I thought you were taking me out," she said as he pulled down her dress and threw it onto the floor.
"We have all day and night to do what we want, right now I want to make love to you." His hand moved over her body and down between her legs, his mouth buried in the crook of her neck as he sucked on her skin. "I could stop if you want me to."
"Do and I'll scream bloody murder," she replies, pulling him closer, her arms going around his neck.
Later they packed a lunch and set out to go boating. Finding the one he rented he helped her into it, moments later they were on their way. Not having been on a boat before she wasn't sure what to expect, would it be scary or would she get seasick? As it turned out it was neither of the two, she found it to be fun, most of all relaxing. She sat back and looked around as he gave her the tour. Her eyes went to his muscular arms as he steered the boat, she liked the way they flexed with every movement.
"Let me drive the boat," she said, getting up she goes over to him.
"It's not really driving, more steering and you've never done it before so maybe you should leave it to me and just relax."
"Why, is it because I'm a woman and you don't think I can handle it?"
He sensed she was upset so he gave in, not wanting to fight. "Alright, take over then, just be careful and go slow until you get the hang of it."
Throwing her head back she let out a small laugh.