Page 64 of Cruise in Love


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She wanted to yell at the jerk for the curt order, but she hurried inside knowing he would drag her out in ten minutes. But instead of going to the restroom, she went to the salesperson.

“I want to purchase the plane at the display.”

The man nodded and brought the display to the counter. It was a golden brooch that resembled an insignia.

“Excellent choice, madam. It’s based on a real model of a fighter jet used in World War 2.”

It looked stunning.

“Are you gifting this to someone in the armed forces?” the man asked.

“Uh… yeah.” Her cheeks heated at the lie.

“It would make an excellent gift.”

“Thank you,” she murmured.

She paid for it using her credit card. Then sneaking the small jewelry box into the bag with the rest of her purchases, she hurried outside.

Aarav looked tense and watchful. But he relaxed when he saw her.

“What did you buy?” he asked.

“How do you know I bought something?” she demanded. “Were you looking?”

His mouth twisted. “No. But your face makes it obvious.”

“You are wrong!” she snapped.

He raised an eyebrow. The jerk could always read her easily.

“Fine, I bought a bracelet,” she said.

“I see,” he said.

She was sure he knew she was lying. She hoped he would at least not guess what she had bought.

She had no damn idea why she bought it. She couldn’t give it to anyone she knew. And she couldn’t give it to him either.

He would get the wrong idea. He would probably think she was still madly in love with him to buy him gifts like she used to when they were together.

I’m not in love with him!

It was just desire, an affair until the end of the cruise. That is all.

Taking a deep breath, she decided to file it away as an impulsive, expensive purchase.

CHAPTER 17

It was the eighth day on the cruise.

“Oh God!”

The shower cubicle was filled with steam while Sitara’s cries echoed loudly inside the master bathroom.

She tried to grip Aarav’s soapy shoulder as he slammed into her, pushing her against the bathroom glass wall, making it shudder loudly. Hoping the glass could withstand force, her legs wrapped around his hips as he powered into her with hard thrusts that made her back arch and cry out.

Their skin turned slippery with water and soap, but he held her hips in a tight grip as slammed into her. She knew the jerk would leave more bruises, but she clung to him as mindless pleasure gripped her.

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