Ziggy's arms wrapped firmly around Fara's waist, pulling her close before she could react. His voice was low and teasing, brushing against her ear. "How dare you look this stunning here, Fara? Are you trying to become bait for every tourist in this resort?"
Fara froze, her body stiffening. She tried to wriggle free, but Ziggy's grip only tightened. "Ziggy, stop being ridiculous," she hissed.
"Ridiculous?" he echoed with a smirk. "Ridiculous would be me dragging you to my suite right now. Or worse…" His voice dropped, darker and more possessive. "I'm gonna fuck you right here, in front of everyone, just to make sure those guys staring at you all day know you're mine."
Her jaw dropped in outrage, but words failed her. A deep blush crept across her cheeks, and Ziggy's grin only widened. "What's it gonna be, Fara? My suite or… here?"
"You're impossible!" she snapped, finally pulling herself together. "Fine. Your suite. But only to get you to shut up."
