Chapter 24

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