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To her disappointment, hours passed, and her stomach could not even keep water down. She sat on her bed contemplating when the door to the suite opened, and she held her hand up, without the energy to even look at the crew member who was there again to offer her medication. “I’m okay. I don’t need the—”
“Have you looked at yourself?” A male voice cut through her words, and that made her look up. “You could pass out any minute, do you realize that?” His harsh tone made her wince.
She lowered her eyes, fighting the need to run to the bathroom again, but she fought it. She was not willing to take any medications that would compromise her body or her thinking. She knew she could train it. “I’ll be fine,” she managed to say, and it came out as a whisper.
He picked up one of the chairs set to the side and placed it next to the bed, sitting close to her. “Sanjana, don’t be so adamant. Just take the medication.”
She shook her head as she looked up. “Did you take the medication?” It was a challenge.
“No, that’s because my body is not affected by motion sickness. The rest of my family takes the medication before they go on a cruise or any bumpy ride.” He sounded frustrated. “And it takes someone months to get used to it, and we only have days in this area. “Take the medication, or else—”
“Or else what?” she demanded, meeting his eyes. “I don’t like taking medication, and I won’t.” As if that was his cue, he stood up, kicking the chair back before scooping her off the edge of the bed to make her lie down. “Jai, what are you doing?” Her fight response kicked in, and even though she knew he would not harm her, she tried to wiggle away from him.
He wasn’t paying any attention to her or how hard she was trying to get away. He held her down on the bed with his weight, and she let out a gasp. The weight of his body on hers did something strange inside her, and all coherent thought left her. She stopped fighting him and was focused on her bodily reaction as he peeled off what looked like a small band-aid and stuck it behind her ear.
He held the little tab pressed behind her ear and leaned closer. “If you act smart and even think about removing this medication patch, I will have you tied to the bed. No crew member will come to your rescue.”
The very sight of her tied to his bed while he watched her made her hot inside. Holy crap!
“Do you understand?” he demanded, pulling her out of her bondage dreams, and she frantically nodded. He let go of her hands and his restraints on her body and stepped away. “It will take eight to ten hours for the medicine to kick-in, and you better not take it out. Tomorrow morning, we are hosting our first guests, and we must look like a couple who is enjoying their honeymoon.”
Guests? Who invites people on their honeymoon? There, in itself, it’s all sounding fake—the marriage and everything else.
She only nodded and decided it was not worth the fight. She was also at a point where there was no such a thing as training her body, so she let go of that idea. “Okay,” her voice was weak.
“Rest up. It’s going to be a long day tomorrow.” With those words, he left the room. She wondered if that was supposed to be a warning, but she was glad to be left alone.
Sleep came to her quickly, and she was glad none of those crazy thoughts of her being tied up came back to haunt her.
Why were her mind and body so hyper around him?
*****
The following morning, she woke to what seemed like a normal day. She slowly sat up and looked around the room, and it took her a moment to remember she was on a boat. Unlike the previous day, she was not compelled to run to the bathroom to throw up.
She ran her fingers over the small patch her husband forcibly stuck on her neck. “Huh… it actually works.”
With the newfound freedom of being able to move around without feeling like vomiting, she went to the small bathroom for a much-needed shower.
Shortly after, she made her way up to the deck where she knew she would find her husband. Hopefully, he wasn’t as grumpy as he was last night. She slowly climbed the spiral stairs and found him standing at one end of the deck, his back to her.
She took in a deep breath, her hands nervously going to the pleats of the summer dress she had on for the morning. As she walked slowly toward him, she could not help but admire his structure and could not believe how sculpted he looked without the bulky muscles.
If whatever he did for a living didn’t work out, he could make a lot of money being a model. She didn’t know how long she stood staring at him before moving toward him as he started to turn, still keeping her eyes on him.
“Good morning,” he said, flashing her a gorgeous smile that made her stomach twitch.
She smiled back and stopped walking as he came up to her, his eyes holding her gaze. As he got into her space, his hand went up her ear and into her hair as his lips descended to hers.
Was he going to kiss her? That’s right, they are technically in public even if there was no human in sight.
As if she was following a script, she tilted her chin up and closed the gap between them, sliding her trembling lips over his.
She felt his fingers tighten in her hair, and a moan escaped her, parting her lips against his. She took in the taste of fresh coffee and his musky cedarwood scent that filled her lungs. Not even attempting to process what was happening, she ran her hand up to his face, feeling the sweet burn from his stubble on her palm.
She felt his hold on her tighten, her chest mashed against his as their tongues tangled, igniting something deep inside. She shuddered in response to him deepening the kiss and fisted the fabric of his t-shirt with her hand, pulling him closer.
In response, he groaned against her lips before pulling back to look at her. Her eyes lowered, unable to figure out what just happened. Did fake kisses make people feel like they were going to be launched into space at any minute? Her first ever kiss was a fake one? So sad!
