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I sigh and look out across the sand at the waves as the water splashes against the beaches. I imagine Aiden walking into the water with me, holding each other as the waves crash against us.

Then I travel to visions of us walking along the shore, searching for matching shells and hidden treasures lurking in the sand. He playfully grabs at my swimsuit bottoms, acting as if he’s wiping sand from my skin when in reality, he’s reaching for a handful of my curves.

His hands fit perfectly on my ass like they’re made for it. I smile, remembering what they feel like on my skin. Losing myself in visions of our entanglements, I daydream until the hotel room door suddenly flies open. I turn to see Aiden holding several plates of food. He appears to be struggling with them all as I rush to help.

“Okay, I’ll let you help, but I’m the one who prepares the food around here!” he jokes. The comment is clearly exaggerated, as the hotel provides the breakfast. Still, my laughter blends with his as I set plates down on the hotel coffee table. He starts handing out waffles and bagels with different syrups and cream cheese options from the buffet downstairs.

So many questions are circling in my mind as he prepares our plates. I want to ask him, but I know I can’t. I don’t want to take the risk and accidentally blow what we’re doing here or change the way he’s acting toward me.

Everything he’s doing is so sweet, and the gesture of bringing breakfast for the both of us is fantastic. Thinking of last night and all the questions it brings, I’m hurting inside.

I look at him, wondering if he’s thinking of it at all. Does any of this mean as much to him as it does to me? Or am I just making myself miserable, hoping?

The pain is hard to fight through, but to save our vacation, I decide to push past it and appreciate his kindness.

“Thank you so much for doing this. It’s so sweet of you. I woke up starving but didn’t want to get dressed to go downstairs myself!” I laugh, taking a bite of a plain bagel.

“I figured you were probably as hungry as I was, so I thought it would be nicer to eat up here together.” He hands me my plate and points at the cream cheese options. I pick one for the bagel with my bite out of it, and he gives me a plastic butter knife to spread it.

It feels so good to be doing this with him. Something as simple as spreading cream cheese on a bagel, but it’s the sweet gesture that I can’t get enough of. It’s the best feeling ever when a man prepares something like this for you, even if it is just from the buffet downstairs.

Once his plate is ready, he sits beside me, and we make small talk as we eat. The whole time I’m reminding myself why we’re here and why he’s acting the way he is. I try to drum it into my head:don’t make too much of this.

I finish eating quickly and head to the room to change. Aiden follows me. “I thought maybe we could get our swimsuits on and go enjoy some time at the beach. I see you looking at it a lot, and I’d like to spend some time there, too, before we leave,” he says.

Oh my God! My daydreams are becoming a reality!I’m bursting with excitement on the inside, but I stay calm and collected on the outside.

I nod in agreement. “Yeah, that sounds like a lot of fun. The ocean looks calm today. It’s so sunny out. I bet it’ll feel amazing!”

“Okay! I’ll grab my trunks and leave you to get dressed then.” He grabs his suit and leaves, shutting the bedroom door behind him. My heart pounds as I dress, thinking of what our day might hold and all that we can do together.

Once I’m in my suit, we head outside, strolling down the beach until our toes touch the water. The warm sand feels so good between my toes, and I can’t help noticing how perfectly his trunks fit.

We spend the day walking along the beach, swimming, and laughing until we can’t breathe. It’s just like in my daydream. Only, it turns out the reality is so much better. He’s the perfect gentleman, with a touch of naughtiness as he dusts the sand off several of my surfaces.

He’s being playful and flirty, and I’m eating it up, wishing this is how it could be all the time. The two of us are practically hanging onto one another, and I feel a warmth in my chest at the closeness. But as the day goes on, the more perfect and happy I feel, the more I have to remind myself not to let my hopes get too high.

This isn’t real. We’re not here together because he wants me the way I’m starting to want him. He’s only acting this way because he still needs me for our arrangement. The second he no longer needs me, it’ll all go back to normal, and he’ll forget about me.

You have to remember the contract. That's all this is to him. Every touch, kiss, and laugh is part of our agreement. Don’t let him sweep you off your feet, or you’ll end up flat on your face.

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AIDEN

I’m sitting at my boring desk sorting through files I can’t seem to find the interest to even look at today. It’s been two days since Josephine and I finished our vacation, and I can’t stop thinking about her. Every single piece of her dances around my brain, and she consumes every part of me.

Every time I blink, a vision of her naked body on mine swipes across my view, bringing me back to our special night together. I remember her warm body on mine and the warmth of her breath on my neck as she moans my name. Hearing her voice calling out my name at the peak of her climax still rings in my ears.

The way she entangled her fingers in my hair and the feeling of our lips on each other is something I miss way more than I want to. The more I think about it, the worse it gets and the more I crave her. It’s like the one taste only ignited my insatiable desire for her. I thought it would ease the longing, but now I know what I am missing. The loss is driving me wild.

I’m staring blankly and biting the end of my pen when I hear a knock on my glass door. I look up to see my secretary, Samantha, standing at the threshold.

“Sorry to bother you, Aiden. But your father has called an urgent meeting in the conference room,” she says.

I nod and jump out of my chair to follow her. She walks in front of me and leads me to the conference room. It’s an odd gesture, as I certainly could find my way there myself. Still, I know she fears my father like everyone else here. She’d never dare let him think she hadn’t completed her errand.

When I enter, everyone in the offices surrounding mine is already here. My father is sitting at the captain's seat at the head of the table, as usual.

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