“Yes,” She answers in a flurry, and I blink and look at her. I didn’t even get the fucking question out yet. I shake my head and slide the diamond ring on her finger, she cries and hauls herself at me, pressing her lips to mine. I kiss her back for a couple of seconds, and she wraps her arms around my neck, hugging me. I rest my arms around her small waist and stare at the wall ahead numbly. Did I just get engaged?
“Mr Hoult?” I blink and look up at the flight attendant who was holding out some food to me. I take it, and smile thanking her. I look over at Shayla who shakes her head when offered the food. “You can leave it here she’ll have it,” I tell her, and Shayla looks at me and scowls.
“I’m not hungry.” She tells me and looks down at her book again. I sigh and close my laptop before I lean over and snatch the book from her hands. “Hey!”
“You’re eating, and that’s
“Rules?” She intones, and I nod, leaning against the table again, and she does the same listening intently.“Yes, public displays of affection are prohibited when you’re out and about. If you’re married, you can get away with holding hands, but that’s it. Two people are not wed aren’t allowed to touch in public or share a hotel room. If you’re caught breaking the rules, you get arrested, and it’s up to a year jail time.” I explain, and Shayla’s eyes grow wide.“A year? That’s a little extreme.” She mutters, shaking her head. “Sucks for those coming as an unwed couple, imagine having to stay in separate rooms whilst on holiday.” She smiles.I smile nodding, “Dubai isn’t as bad as Abu Dhabi; it’s more laid back; they don’t care as long as you’re not having sex in public. You can do what you want in the privacy of your hotel room.” I e
Oh, what am I doing?It’s moments like this where I really question my integrity when I’m around this boy. I do things I would never usually do, and it’s entirely out of my control. My body just acts on its own accord, and even if my head is screaming at me to stop, something deep inside me doesn’t listen to reason. Like right now, I should pull away, even getting this close to him is wrong, it’s so immoral because he belongs to someone else now. Not that he was ever mine, to begin with, but he was at least single, and whatever we did, we weren’t hurting anyone. I just wish I could find a way to resist him, but it’s just so hard because it doesn’t feel wrong, it feels so right, being this close to him, it feels like it’s the most natural thing in the world.God, please help me find the strength to put an end to this before I do something stupid and let him kiss me.“Fuck, Shay, if you don’t pull a
“You can have the carousel bed. I know you. You’ll wake up early and spin me awake.” I say walking over to the window, and I hear Cole chuckle behind me.“You know me too well, sweetheart.” He utters, walking to stand beside me. “Some view, huh?”I nod gazing out at the view of the ocean and the palm island. “It’s gorgeous. I can’t wait to see it in the morning. I can stare at that view all day and never get bored,” I sigh, and Cole nods looking over at me.“I know that feeling.” I turn my head and look up at him. I feel my cheeks grow hot under his gaze and look away before he teases me again.“Are you tired?” I ask him, and he shakes his head.“Not at all. Do you want to go out for a bit?” He suggests, and I nod, smiling at him. Cole returns my smile and nods also. “Okay, why don’t we get changed and go explore a little. There’s
“It’s a private tour, so it’s just us,” Cole tells me as he leads me up the steps. I nod in understanding and see a table for two on the top deck. “I hope you’re hungry.”I’m starving.” I smile and take a seat when he pulls the chair out for me. “Thank you.” I look around the boat. It was so beautiful and romantic. The boat starts to pull away from the marina, while we wait for the food, we drink wine, and I listen to Cole talk about the buildings as we pass by them. I love how passionate he is about his work. It’s honestly so endearing.Cole stops talking when he notices me watching him, “Now who’s looking at whom like a puppy that wants to be petted?” I smile and shrug.“I love listening to you talk about architecture. You speak so passionately about it you can’t help but feel engrossed.” I tell him earnestly, and he smiles warmly at me and takes my hand
Nothing hurts me more than watching a tear fall from this beautiful girl’s eyes. Each one is like a knife plunged into my heart. When I pull back and look into her eyes which are swimming in tears, for one fleeting minute, it’s like a curtain fell and she allowed me to see into her soul. I saw such sorrow and something deep in my chest hurt, so much so that it caught my breath. I feel tears burn the back of my eyelids. I’m an idiot. How could I not see it?I’m in love with her.I close my eyes and lay her head on my chest, and we continue to sway slowly together. I wrap my arms around her tight, and I feel her relax in my hold. “Shayla..” I whisper in her ear and close my eyes. “I think I’m in love with you,” I confess.Shayla stills and slowly lifts her head off my chest and looks at me. “What?” She whispers her bottom lip quivers a little, her eyes filling with fresh tears.“I&rsquo
“I love that you are my baby.” I drawl and stop walking. I pull her close, wrapping my arms around her waist and lean down, I kiss her deeply. Shayla moans pushing up on her toes so she could reach me better, her arms circle around my neck and she kisses me ardently. One hand comes up behind her head, and the other brushes her hair away from her face while we continue to kiss. We sit on the sand, Shayla sitting in between my legs, my arms around her, lips dropping soft, loving kisses along the side of her face. She’s smiling; her eyes closed while her fingers play with mine. “I wish I had realised how I felt about you sooner,” I admit pressing my lips to her temple. “What I feel for you is something so new to me, Shayla,” I add and she opens her eyes and lifts her eyes to look at me.“You said you were in love before.” She states, her eyes searching mine. I shake my head and brush a strand of her hair away from her face.
I make love to her in the shower, and I watch in delight as she climaxes my name on her lips. I carry her to the bedroom and lay her on the bed before I cover her body with my own, and we continue making love for hours, in every position we could get into without losing contact for a second, tending to one another’s needs. I thought the night we spent together in Nice during the storm was the best moment we’ve shared but having her gaze into my eyes and hearing her whisper that she loves me while we make love was something else altogether.I brush my lips over hers and lace my fingers with hers as we rock together slow, “God, Shay, I love you so much,” I whisper. “Come with me, baby.” I plead huskily pushing deeper into her, and she whimpers rocking her hips up, I feel her tighten around me before she goes over and takes me with her. “Ohhh yes, yes, Shayla,” I moan, and she kisses me deeply as I explode inside her.I coll
“Mm, maybe a quick one then.” I groan and lift her into my arms. I carry her to the bed and lay her down on it before I crawl up, and she pulls me down by my chain and kisses me hot and hungry. The quick sex session ended up lasting for forty-five minutes, however hard I tried too we just couldn’t stop, and we got utterly lost in one another and had to rush to get ready for the meeting. Luckily, the Arabs were running late, and we had time to catch up before the meeting. “They might request more floors, so I thought we could go wider here, what do you think?” I suggest, and Shayla looks at the tablet, her eyes narrowed she nods.“That will work, we could add a shaft right here, and that should improve the stability.” She replies, nibbling on her pencil. I watch her, and she lifts her gaze to mine and smirks. “What?”“I love you,” I whisper leaning to kiss her, but she presses the pencil to my forehead an