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The luxurious rooms and opulent decorations blur together as I search for any sign of her. But even in my concern, the memories of how it felt to have her close—the electricity between us, the overwhelming passion… My heart aches with the intensity of it all.
I can’t shake the feeling that she needs me just as much as I need her. My charm and confidence surge forward, pushing me to find her and reassure her that whatever doubts or fears she may have are unfounded. Determination etches itself into every fiber of my being—I won’t lose her now, not when we’ve barely begun to explore what we could be together.
Suddenly, I catch sight of her standing near the living room window. The moonlight bathes her in an ethereal glow, making her look like an angel who has wandered too far from heaven. As I approach her, the pull between us is undeniable, magnetic. It’s as if our souls recognize each other, drawn together by something greater than ourselves.
“Spencer,” I breathe while touching her shoulder, relief washing over me at the sight of her safe and sound. “What happened? I woke up, and you were gone.”
She hesitates, her green eyes flickering with emotion as they meet mine. “I couldn’t sleep,” she admits softly. “I needed some air, and I just… I don’t know, Percival. Everything feels so intense.”
“Hey,” I say gently, taking her hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze. “It’s okay to be scared. This is new territory for both of us, but I promise you, Spencer, I’m in this with you.”
She nods, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.
“As we said, let’s take this one step at a time,” I suggest. My face just an inch from hers. Pulling her into my arms for a comforting embrace. “We’ll figure it out as we go, and if it gets too much, we can always pause and catch our breaths. Okay?”
As we stand there, wrapped up in each other’s warmth, I feel the weight of her fears beginning to dissolve. The irresistible pull between us is stronger than ever, binding us closer in our determination to face whatever challenges may lie ahead.
“Okay,” I feel her lips moving against my chest. The feeling is almost magical.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Spencer
I’mstandingontheshore, staring at the horizon as the waves crash around me. I can feel the sand between my toes and the ocean breeze on my face, but all I can think about is Percival. The man has taken up residence not only on the other side of the bed but also in my thoughts. My heart races as I recall his charming smile and the confidence that seems to radiate from him.
“Spencer! You ready for this?” He touches my shoulder, interrupting my internal turmoil. He’s grinning like a little kid, excited to share his world with me. I shake my head slightly, trying to regain my focus. “Yeah, let’s do it,” I respond with forced enthusiasm.
We board the private yacht, prepared just for us, and my stomach churns. Not from seasickness, but from the uncertainty of what lies ahead. I remind myself to keep my distance, to protect my heart from someone so unpredictable.
“Trust me, you’re gonna love this!” Percival exclaims as we set sail. His expression is filled with excitement, but I wonder if there’s an ulterior motive behind his actions. I close my eyes, taking in a deep breath of salty air, and try to clear my thoughts.
“Look, Spencer!” Percival points towards the water. I move my eyes to see a pod of whales breaking the surface, their majestic tails flipping gracefully as they dive back into the depths. For a moment, my worries are forgotten, replaced by the sheer awe of witnessing these magnificent creatures up close.
Percival is standing close enough that I can feel his warm breath on my cheek. I stay still, unable to find a way to deal with the emotions swelling inside me. We watch the whales continue their dance, their powerful bodies gliding effortlessly through the water.
“Thank you,” I sign, my hands as slow as the sway of the waves crashing on the yacht. Percival turns to face me, his eyes searching mine for something I can’t quite identify. “You’re welcome, Spencer,” he replies with a gentle smile, and my heart flutters involuntarily.
As we continue our private whale-seeing tour, Percival goes above and beyond to create an unforgettable sensory experience. He describes each species of whale we encounter, their unique behaviors and calls, painting a vivid picture that fills in the gaps left by my hearing loss. Each word he speaks sends a shiver down my spine, further blurring the line between caution and desire.
I turn away from him, trying to regain control of my emotions as we make our way back to shore. I’m grateful for this magical experience, but I’m feeling like I’m losing myself in the unknown depths of Percival Hills. And I’m not sure if I can trust myself to swim back to the surface.
We spend the rest of the morning whale-watching, but all too soon, Percival announces that it’s time to head back to shore. As we approach the dock, a sense of loss invades me as the whales fade into the distance.
“Spencer,” Percival says once we’ve disembarked, “I have another surprise for you.”
“Another?” I reply, skeptical but secretly curious.
“Trust me, you’ll love it. I’m taking you for an evening out.”
“Really?” I ask, surprised by the extravagance of his plans. “That sounds… really fancy.”
“Only the best for you,” he replies with a warm smile, and I return it despite my lingering apprehensions about where this day might lead.
“Welcome back,” a woman greets us as we enter the luxurious rental home. She stands next to a gleaming rack of dresses that seem to shimmer with each subtle movement. Each one is more exquisite than the last, and I feel a little overwhelmed.
“Spencer, meet Marissa,” Percival introduces us. “She’ll help you choose the perfect dress for tonight.”
“What?” My fingers fly, trying to form the word. My plan was to wear the new jeans I bought during my expedition with Gianna. This is too much. Way too much.
