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The thought startled her as she shifted in her seat once more. Safira found it difficult to tear her gaze off him, but she forced herself, turning her body roughly out of frustration, even more toward the window. He glanced at her out the side of his eye, letting out a shaky breath as he focused on driving to the Villa. He let out a little smile at the corner of his mouth. Safira wondered as she saw that smile if he was really serious about what he said earlier.Adonis dived back into his driving and looked at the scenic route on their way to the Villa. About thirty minutes later, he glanced to his right, admiringly gazing at where this pretty girl in question sat. Safira had dozed off to sleep in her seat. Her eyes were closed, and she looked so frustrated while sleeping.About twenty minutes later, she began to stir. "Did I fall asleep?" She asked in a low but sexy voice. Adonis didn't acknowledge her with his eyes, but he smiled and said, "Just for a little while." “Yes.” Adoni
"Humph!" Safira discreetly kept her eyes on him as Adonis brought their luggage into the villa. Her brain was so full of thoughts. "I know he's upset I didn't invite him into my cabin last night. He just has too much pride to tell me that's why he changed. He'll never admit it's a new strategy. But I see you, Adonis..."Safira wasn't for sure what Adonis was up to. 'But when do we girls ever really know what men are up to?' So Safira had no intention of making this easy on Adonis either. "Let the romance battle begin." She thought, shaking her head, frustrated. She entered her room and began unpacking her clothes despite her lovely surroundings, which can be a significant distraction because it is so beautiful and romantic at this Villa. But it seemed that Mr. Weston woke up a different man last night. But change isn't always a bad thing. It can also be quite interesting, she thought. "I can be very flexible, Mr. Weston." Safira knew she could get his attention again, which she once h
Adonis sat there feeling things he had never felt before; it scared him, to be honest. He wondered if she meant a lot more than he would admit to himself. He knew he didn't want what they had to end, and he wanted more of what they started on the ship. He watched he tuck a runaway strand of hair behind her ear. His eyes cascaded down her beautiful neck and flawless skin. She didn't have a single blemish on her flesh. He wanted to kiss and taste her with her mouth pressed to his ear, making those quiet, sensual moans that escaped her lips. "But do she want me the way I wanted her?" he thought, masticating his steak. Adonis knew one thing for sure: she wanted him to respect her and keep her safe. She had said that to him once before in conversation and that only a few people made her feel comfortable in her own skin. She needs to know I am special and that I will take care of her and fix all her problems. But how do I get on the same page with Safira?""So we've had some interestingly
Safira chuckled, giving off a non-bothered disposition as she answered Adonis's questions about marriage and wanting children. Expressively, Safira says, "I love kids. Why do you look surprised?""Okay, just when I think I get you, you make me just a little confused," Adonis said, smiling, intrigued."Why are you confused? Because I said I don't think about marriage? Okay, I don’t think about walking down an aisle every waking minute of the day. And maybe, like most females, I don't sit around dreaming of the big white wedding, the house in the burbs, the kids, and the dogs. I don't have time for daydreaming; some people, like myself, have to work hard to make a living. But when and if I’m in a meaningful relationship, doesn't it seem logical that at some point, marriage should enter your mind?” “Not really, but you can’t go by me. I haven’t been in a meaningful relationship ever.” Adonis said, chuckling. "Work up until this cruise and meeting is what made sense to me before.“Wel
Whenever she opened her eyes, the room spun fast like a merry-go-round. Safira grabbed hold of her head as she stumbled her way out of the bedroom door. She was searching for the kitchen and somehow made it there. The bright light from the refrigerator made her frown. “Turn it off!” she mumbled, closing the fridge door. She managed to pour herself some water, drinking it down fast. “It’s gone already?” She said, turning the empty cup up to her mouth once more. Safira kept her eyes slightly cracked as she walked along the wall, making it to the hallway without breaking or bumping into anything. She was still very intoxicated from several strong drinks she had consumed at the restaurant. Her head spun like a top, but she was in merry spirits as she hummed and smiled at the random thoughts that popped up, leaving her mentally disoriented."Why is it snowing?" Safira giggled, pausing in the hallway, holding her hand and grasping for the imaginary snowflakes she thought were falling."Ad
Adonis in a state of shock shook his head. It couldn't be, he gently leans over again, and yes, it's definitely her sleeping next to him. Adonis paced back and forth before it dawned on him he was nude. So he quickly but gently eased back into bed, bracing his body against the headboard. Trying to think, what should he do? But then he began to grin really hard, blushing. His heart gladly raced inside him. “Should I wake her?” He came to the conclusion that he wouldn’t. He could only imagine how chaotic things might get this time in the morning. So he decided to rest next to her sitting up. He propped on his pillows against the headboard. As he fought mischievous and naughty thoughts before eventually drifting back off to sleep.~~~The next morning Safira's head felt extremely heavy. She could feel the weight of it before even opening up her eyes. She put her hand over her eyes blocking the sun from shining on her face. Thinking, 'when did I open my curtains?' Silken sheets caressi
Adonis got out of bed and took a shower, and washed his hair, styled it differently by parting it down the middle. It changed his appearance slightly, a more casual look. He gave his face a quick shave to take away the stubble that was starting to appear, leaving his skin soft and smooth. He sprayed on his daytime cologne a good smelling citrus scent. It was a happy morning for him as he slipped on a pair of gray (CK) Calvin Klein underwear. He went into his other suitcase browsing through his casual clothes and picked out a pair of jeans. He stops getting dressed leaving him shirtless as he quickly heads to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee and to put some croissants in the oven before Safira awakens. He whistled searching for the chopping board so he cut up some fresh fruit, placing them on the peninsula in a dish, along with the cream and sugar.Adonis wasn't much of a cook but he did what he knew how to do. He wanted to fix Safira breakfast. Hoping to ease the tension. On his v
Her cute smile exposed the dimples he’d come to adore. “You’re racking up all kinds of points, Mr. Weston. Breakfast was delicious.“Don’t be too impressed. It’s about the extent of my cooking expertise.“I’m very impressed and it’s very good. Most of the men I know can’t even boil water.” I’m glad you like it. So are you ready to hit the island streets?”“Yes, I’m ready if you are.”“Well, let me put my shoes on and grab my wallet and keys.” They got in the car and Adonis let the top down to the red convertible he had rented. By the time they left the house, Safira started feeling a lot better, like she could finally breathe again. Strands of Safira’s loosely curled hair framed her face as the wind began blowing it wildly. It made him look at her, giving her eyes of desire. Adonis openly peered at her as he began to smile, loving every moment of being with Safira.Safira looked over at him, with a faint blush occupying her cheeks, to the point her brain asked. "Safira, why are you