I let go of my breath that I wasn't aware I was holding in. I didn't know I was doing that in the first place. His smile was blinding me. He must have noticed my awkwardness so he went down the stairs first, my hand still clasped within his. Not letting me go.
When we reached the breakfast table, he squeezed my hand before letting me go and started warming the brewed coffee in the coffeemaker. I loved the smell of it.
I frowned. Another thought came into my mind. A husband who served his wife breakfast properly? Maybe this wasn't bad at all. I was a lucky wife.
I sat down and observed him stirring two cups of hot coffee.
"Are you hungry?"
Of course I am! Dummy!
"No, not really", I answered curtly, lying but then my tummy growled so loud right after I said that.
He raised his eyebrows at me, while my face was all red from embarrassment.
"Eat", he ordered and I hurriedly did his bidding. Not that I was afraid of him to get angry at me if I won't do so. I was just so hungry as a bear.
He walked towards the hallway leading to the bedroom where I slept at. I was following him with my eyes while chewing a chocolate croissant. He has a sexy, muscular back and of course, I bet a sexy butt too, even though it was covered with a towel. I sighed.
Holding a fried tasty bacon in my left hand while the other hand was holding a spoon filled with garlic fried rice on air were forgotten. I started daydreaming.
Recalling all my naughty dreams about him.
He returned wearing a green colored floral shorts. Wearing just that. The shorts with all his muscular chest in display!
Oh my! This man was bad! He was making me feel... Argh!
"Where's your shirt?"
"I don't need one."
"You'll get sunburned."
"I love being tanned.
"You'll get darker."
"It's cool."
"Skin cancer?", I'm talking nonsense. My mind was blown away.
God! I'm grasping on straws here.
He looked at me frowning ridiculously while I was looking at him innocently. Better to look at his blue eyes than to let my gaze wander on his yummy body.
"You care for me that much, Nic?", he smirked. My eyes went wide. Only my close family and friends calls me that.
"Ahh... no", I cleared my throat. I changed the topic and he allowed it.
"Where are they?"
"Who?"
"Your crew".
"Left them at the dock".
I started tapping my fingers.
"Where are we going?"
"Barbados".
"Barbados?!"
"I have a private island there".
So okay. No more questions. Just shut up, Nicolaa. You're making a fool of yourself already.
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Wow! As in double wow!
That was the only thing that came into my mind when I saw his island. Crystal blue water, lots of trees, a cave and on a hilltop it looked like there was a beach house? I wasn't quiet sure for we were still a bit far from the shore but it was spectacularly breathtaking.
"Wear this", he handed me a lifejacket.
"I know how to swim", I crossed my arms and frowned. I felt insulted.
He looked at me pointedly for ten seconds then grabbed me. Our bodies were so closed to each other that I had to place both hands on his chest to push him off me.
"I knew a lot of people who knows how to swim that drowned, Nicolaa. So if I were you do as you're told." He whispered but there was a trace of anger in his voice.
He spun me around and started 'assisting' me with the lifejacket. I stood there like an unruly child, still not helping him. However, he was careful not to touch any of my private parts. When he stood infront of me to secure the front ties, we were staring at each other intently. Mine with anger and defiance, his with seriousness and mild amusement.
Then he ushered me into the front part of the yacht and 'ordered' me to stay there, which I did.
The wind was blowing my hair against my face and I loved the feeling of it. The sun was not harsh on my skin anymore. I didn't know where he went but I felt the ship moving faster. He was sailing us towards the island where a small dock was visible even from afar.
As we drew nearer, I saw a long wooden dock and we stopped near that. I waited for someone to come and helped us but no one came. He was beside me in a minute. He threw a rope into the dock.
We were about two meters away from it still. Then he took a plank what looked like a metallic plank. He walked towards the dock thru it, then securing it with a large rope. He was so adept at this that it didn't leave me wondering that he did this a hundred times already.
It seemed like I was married to a modern pirate for he was moving so fast. Due to several years of experience I bet.
He came back towards me and offered me his hand. I took it then the next thing I knew we were walking towards the cottony, white sandy beach.
Wow! It was like I was in a paradise being led by a handsome greek God. I was going with the flow after drinking a chalice of aphrodisiac. I did whatever he asked me to do, same as before.
After what seemed like an eternity of walking, we were standing infront of his Villa. I didn't noticed it was that huge before because it was covered with trees.
I wondered how many people lives there?
"Do you spend your vacation here often?", I asked once we got inside the house. Most furnitures were made of rich, large wood.
"Yes, when I get the time. I love this place", he said proudly.
I nodded my head and looked around.
"Is there anyone else here with us?"
"What do you mean?", he frowned.
"How about the others?"
"There's only me and you here, Nic."
"What?!"
He laughed.
"Don't be scared. I won't harm you. Your room is on the top left upstairs. Everything you need is there", then he left me standing there in the foyer alone.
How rude?
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The first thing I liked about the room was the fluffy pillows. I ran into the bed and dove into it like a child. Wanting to hop up and down but I got a hold of myself. The king size bed was so soft I can imagine myself just sleeping there for hours and the fresh linens smelled so good.
"Ahh..! This was the best time of my life!"
I said to myself while hugging one pillow onto my chest. I seldom go for vacation abroad and this for me is a luxury.
I took another deep breath and exhaled slowly. My eyelids were getting heavier again. Lately I noticed I am becoming greedy when it comes to sleeping.
I tapped my forehead slightly to keep me awake and decided to jump into the shower.
There was a cave nearby and I would want to explore it. I needed to change this clothes fast because I have been wearing them since last night.
Ooh! The dirty me!
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Eric wasn't around the house again after I was done showering.I looked everywhere but there was no sign of him yet again.
What's up with him?
He kept on doing the disappearing act lately.
I frowned. Oh well, I better prepare our lunch then.
I went to the kitchen and started hunting for ingredients. I shrugged, he said whatever was his was mine now, so I can do whatever I want with his food supplies, too.
I cooked for two, hoping he wouldn't complain. I was setting the table when he came back, all dripping wet again carrying a pair of goggles and flippers in hand.
"What's that you're cooking?", he asked.
"Lunch", I said.
He came near me and started sniffing. His face so close I can feel his warmth.
Goosebumps!
"Smells good".
I wasn't sure if it was me he was smelling or the meal I was preparing.
"I-I'm a good cook", I beamed at him.
"Good wife", he grinned.
I smiled, proud of myself just to be surprised for he sat down and started filling his plate.
"Aren't you going to change first?"
"No. I don't want the food to get cold before it hits my stomach", he started chewing.
I shook my head but sat on the chair infront of him. I was smiling, he was eating with gusto.
He looked at me and frowned.
"Eat", he stopped chewing when I started filling my plate with food, too.
After awhile...
"Do you want to come with me?"
"To go where?"
"Snorkeling. I got a beautiful spot for you to explore", he was grinning excitedly.
"Okay", I was getting excited too. It has been years since I explored the ocean.
"Great. Just change into one of those swimsuit I ordered for you", he instructed.
I choked.
"Swimsuit?", I didn't know he bought them for me.
"Yes. It's in your closet".
He stood up and started taking away our empty plates.
"I'll do the dishes, go change now", he turned around and do so.
I sat there with mouth agape.
Millionaire-playboy, washing dishes? Wow!