*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*
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Some small and repeated movements made me open my eyes as I am now awake. And, well, it is always my girl who has been running her left hand on my very very short hair, while her head is rested on my bare chest. She really loves to wake up first and do that on my head. No, I don't find it annoying, it's kinda soothing and it indeed feels nice to touch it.
And, as my response, I run my left fingers on her smooth and straight brown hair, and I hugged her closer to me while we are both wearing nothing under the sheets.
"Hi, good morning! Up for something that we could be doing today?" I greeted her after I kissed her forehe
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---I run my left fingers on his short hair that has been growing a bit longer since the last month and a half that I have cut it, while his head is rested on my lap. And my lips formed a small smile as I kept staring at his face where his eyes are closed. He has such nice eyelashes, and I wish he would open his eyelids so I could stare at his lovely blue orbs. Then I giggled softly as my wish has just come true."Enjoying the view?" He asked me while he stares straight into my eyes, and I just smiled at him in response."Is my head too heavy?" He asked and reached for my right hand from his chest to bring it to his lips, then he kissed it."No. It's fine, Cray." I replied and turned my gaze at the beautiful scen
*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*---"Hey, how are you feeling?" I asked my girl as I hug her from behind and planted a kiss on her right cheek, while she has been slicing some fish meat and greens to be cooked for our breakfast."Hi, I'm good, Cray." She answered me and turned to face me, and I closed my eyes when she pulled me in for a kiss. I just finished installing the roof of our shelter to be the sail of our ship that we both have built for almost a month, and I am guessing that this is my reward.Well, today is the day that we are gonna take on a journey and get off this island. Day one hundred and eleven. It's hard to think that we are gonna le
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---"Come on, come on, come on! Just a little bit faster. Please? It's almost there. Oh, damn it! I'm gonna have it now. Come on! Just a little bit more faster than faster. Please? Ugh, damn! It's gonna be sweet. It's almost there." The butt-naked man kept blabbering like a goddamn starving raccoon while staring at the setting sun before us, and I just shook my head in a bit of frustration. He has been like that for the last hour that we have sat on our outdoor inclined bed and wearing nothing but our birthday suit. I don't even know if why did I agree with him with his silliness, but I'm not gonna lie though, it's so damn fun. And, indeed, it's gonna be unforgettable. Also, the pics are epic. And, of course, no, we didn't show too much that should be seen.
*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*---"Are you sure that you are not gonna bring those, Maia?" I asked the woman who has been busy digging the hole where we are going to place our treasure chest, and I just went to help her out."Nope, it's heavy, Cray. And besides, we could just bring it all if we could get back here. I will be just bringing with me... this one." She answered and showed me the pearl bracelet on her left wrist, that I have given her when we have first found these treasures. She loves it."Okay, we would just get back here with a chopper, no, a helicopter, or a yacht, or a plane. Amphibious plane. We'll buy one." I replied as I stopped diggin
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---"Cray, I got a sight of an isle. Two o'clock and approximately two miles away." I let out as I have seen a small figure from afar using my monocular, and I handed it to the inquisitive man. He should see it for himself."Wow, cool! Should we go there, Maia? Won't it slow us down?" He uttered in awe and asked me, in which I went to the middle part of our sailboat to change the direction of our sail. It's our third day sailing on the ocean, and it's the first sight of land that we have come across. Also, we need more supplies."Yep, it wi
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---The droplets of the heavy rain kept making me squint my eyes and wipe my face off of the dripping water. It is our first time to encounter rain this strong, no, it's a storm, and the powerful wind has been making the waves bigger and bigger, while our boat quakes with the movement of the ocean. It is one hell of a voyage. And, hopefully, this storm will stop already. It has been almost half an hour has passed that it is striking us."Maia, are you seeing what I am seeing?" Cray asked me, in panic, while we stayed and been holding the post of our secured sail closely as possible."Holy Ship! That's... No, fuck it! Let's row our boat away, Cray!" I cursed and yelled in terror as I got the sight of the biggest wave that I have seen my whole damn life, and w
*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV* --- "Son, hi! It's good to see you here! Thanks that you have visited this old man. Are you staying here for dinner? Your mom will be cooking your favorite." The man, who I always wanted to see and talk to, spoke when I have stepped inside our mansion, and he went closer to me to put me in his embrace. "Hi, Dad! Well, I was just stopping by. And, of course, maybe I would stay for dinner. Because I know that Mom wouldn't let me go back to my unit if I can't at least get a taste of her amazing dishes. Where is she anyway?" I replied dazzlingly and asked him about my mother. She would be so pleased to see me here, especially now that I got my beard shaved which seldomly happens. "Well, she's just somewhere around. Probably, in the garden. Come here, let's t
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---The sound of the wind hitting the sail is the only noise that I can hear, and it gives me this gloomy feeling inside. I just don't know what to think right now. I can't think of anything recently. I think my mind is all blank. Trauma? Maybe.Well, who would not feel such if you almost lost someone so dear to you and the only one that you have? I was scared as shit just a while ago. That was so freaking horrifying to experience. And, truth be told, I don't know what to do if he really did die. It's unthinkable. And, I would never want to experience it again. Ever.Thankfully, he seems feeling better now.Looking at his peaceful sleeping face and his chest rising up and down makes me feel happy and calm. I woul
Hi, it's the end of Craig and Mia's story, and thank you so much for reading this book. I hope that you liked it! 😀 If you have some concerns, suggestions, comments (be it positive or negative), feel free to let me know here in the comments section or the reviews section. I appreciate greatly those people who took the time in reading this book, and also, those who gave it some gems. Thank you all so much! You can also check out my other works, but only if you want to. 😄 (note: they are mostly in the LGBTQ+ genre.) ---love, Brey.
*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV* --- As I walked into the living room of the mansion, a bright smile quickly crept on my face when I got the sight of the person waiting for me. We are gonna go to work together. My new PA. Partner in All. "Mmm, nice hairstyle, Mr. Einar. Never seen you in that before. Your hairstylist seems to be really good." She remarked with a wide smile as she saw me, and I let out a soft laugh. "Yeah, I just... I just let her do what she wants. Well... It's time to make a few changes. But umm... Uh, never mind, yeah! Let's go?" I replied and asked her while walking closer to where she is, and she quickly went to walk to the door. I just want a kiss. Just one. Even just a quick one. Maybe she doesn't like my shark fin hairstyle? Hmm. It was my mother and the great Wa
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV* --- Seeing him again after a long time makes me the happiest, and I don't know where to put the joy that I feel right now. I never expected any of this at all. It's really him. It's my man. It's my Cray. Though he looked a bit different because of his long hair, he still looks the same to me. He looks great with his new hairstyle, and I never really thought that he would be growing it long as I told him to. I thought we would be the ones to surprise him the day after tomorrow, but it is us who were shocked so much because of his unannounced visit. And now, witnessing his conversation with Wayne makes me feel more than complete. It is indeed a very magnificent sight to see. I finally see the resemblance
*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*---While looking at the pretty little girl who was taken by the woman who has let me in this household from the arms of the girl who I used to call mine, I felt like I was dipped in the coldest bath while I felt so warm. I can't explain what I feel. I know it has been too long since we haven't heard anything from each other, and it's not impossible for her not to find a man who she loves and loves her back. Like, literally, every man who lays eyes on her would definitely fall. Who doesn't? She is everything that is amazing. He is certainly the luckiest person on Earth.I let out a heavy breath as I leaned down to pick up the thing on the couch. The thing that was the reason why I am here and have found her, unexpectedly. This belongs to her.After I got the
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV* --- "Mum, will Andoo be okay there at the hospital for the dogs?" The curious little girl asked while settling herself in our bed, and I tucked her in. She has just finished her before-bedtime routine which is brushing her teeth, slipping in her favorite pajamas, and saying good night to her fishes at the aquarium on the left side of my study table. "Yeah, he will be fine, Wayne. I think he would love to see you there. Wanna go with me tomorrow?" I answered and asked her, which made her face lighten up. And she cheered and asked, "Yes, Mum, of course! Is he gonna go home already? I missed him so much." "Yep, he can finally go home. Also, we should go to the pet shop to buy our goldfish some food. So... You better sleep now so you can go to Andrew early.
*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*---My jaw dropped in awe when the biggest creature in the whole wide world had just passed right before my eyes. It's a damn huge blue whale!"Now, that seems like a hundred times larger than our submarine, boss. Can you imagine if that thing would swallow our vehicle, sir? What do you think would happen?" Johan let out in amazement and asked me some absurd silly question."Johan, why don't you try to get closer to its mouth, then get inside it, and let's see what would happen? Hmm?" I answered him sarcastically, and he just laughed as he went to accelerate, then the idiot really did what he was told."What the fuck are you doing?" I cursed when I noticed that we were driving so close to the head of the hu
*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*---The sound of every stroke of the pencil touching the paper is the only thing that I could hear, and I do love the sound of it. It's almost silent. And it's my only escape from the busy yet lonely world here in the office whenever the dismissal time comes.After sketching a few more touches of my masterpiece of the week, I let out a sigh as my gaze turned to the area where the owner of the face that I have been sketching for the last hour, used to sit and wait for any order that I will tell her. And a smile crept on my face as I remembered those times when she sits there, facing her computer, and wearing her grumpy face whenever I let her do something twice or thrice again and again just to mess up with her.Oh, Maia, when can I finally see you agai
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---A deep sigh escaped my lips as I stared at the mountains where the mighty sun is on its way to make some other places on Earth morning again.It's the ninth sunset that I am looking at all alone, and I feel so blue even if the scenery before me surely is wonderful. We used to stare and appreciate the beauty of nature together while in each others' hold. And I just missed him so much. That's it. Because whenever I can witness this view, all I think about is him. Well, honestly, it's always him who is on my mind every second and every minute that passes since the time that I left him. I just can't force my mind and heart to forget him, no matter how hard I try. And these pictures on my phone don't help at all."That's the two thousand seven hun
*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV* --- "Craig. Son, that's enough. It's too early in the morning to be drinking booze. You haven't even eaten breakfast. And, I am not so sure that you did sleep last night. I believe it is gonna be okay. Give me that bottle." The woman who gave birth to me told me as she has seen me drowning my miserable self in alcohol again. I just woke up from an hour of sleep from overthinking everything that I am going through. I don't even give a fuck about my aching head from drinking lots of spirits last night. I thought I could forget her if I get too drunk to be thinking about us, yet I even cried out while looking at all our pictures on my phone like a hundred times and staying in our mini-ship right outside the lawn. And, now, I am looking at our pictures again and again. I won't get tired of it. Yes, I am