64- Honeymoon
She literally wanted to cry…
No! She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs! Why God why? Someone knocked on the door for a second time. And she knew that someone was none other than Hunter.
“What?” She almost screamed.
“Sweetheart! You are taking too long in there. Is everything alright?”
When they landed there last evening, it was dark. From the airport, they headed to the hotel. When they got off she was surprised to read the display’ Sapphire Galaxy Resorts’.
“What is it doing here?”
Hunter eyed her tired face, “It followed us. Attachment phobia!”
“Ha-ha. Very funny.” She mocked him but it felt good. Sapphire Galaxy was slowly becoming part of her, she realized. They were taken to a furnished cottage. Even at night, it was too beautiful to ignore.
“I did not know that you own a resort here!”
“WE! We own a resort here!” Her heart skipped a beat. Ever since they got married he was reminding her again and again that he was not the only owner.
She wanted to argue but was so tired from a long flight that she did not take much time to drift to sleep.
When they woke up Hunter announced that they would have their breakfast by the beach. The resort owned a private beach. And here she was sitting on a stool in a walk-in closet, cursing the person who packed her bags and suitcases.
Because literally whoever did it, thought that she won’t be needing clothes to wear. She looked around and then found Hunter’s t-shirts hanging on a side. She was already wearing a bikini and it was showing a lot of skin just like the rest of them.
Back home, she did own two to three sets of swimsuits but all of them were either tankini or monokini.
She pulled a t-shirt and cursed the person again while wearing it. When she came out, her face was flushed. Hunter was waiting for her leaning on the wall near the door.
“Sweetie, are you alright? I got …” he stopped when he saw her wearing his t- shirt which was oversize reaching her thighs. Then understanding dawned on him. “Oh!”
“Oh? That’s all you have got? … Oh?” She lifted his t-shirt to show her bikini.
“Whoever did this was surely considerate enough to pack YOUR clothes. But for me he had a wild imagination running around. Once we return, do announce a bonus for him! Or is it her?”
“Whoa whoa… Sugar! Take a breath!” He did not know whether to laugh or to admire her s*xy body or to take her in his arms. He decided on the latter. ” Relax!” She felt like a plank of wood in his arms. She was surely angry. Too angry! He started massaging her arms and back…
“Sweetheart! Everything would be fine!
Finally and gradually Abigail started relaxing in his arms. He was wearing his swimming trunks and Abigail was clutched to his naked chest. The way he was rubbing her back was making it more difficult to stay mad at him.
Should she talk to him today, about what she wanted? Or should she wait?
The moment she sighed and tied her arms around his neck, he knew that she had become level-headed. Leaning his cheek to her head he smiled.
“Here we have got our own boutique, you can shop from there. Right now you look damn sexy in my t-shirt. I simply can’t decide whether to take it off or leave it on you.” It earned him the exact reaction that he was expecting.
But the red hue on her cheeks could not be ignored. She tilted back her head and frowned at him but when she saw the twinkle in his eyes she smiled and punched him. playfully.
“Come on. We both are hungry.” Holding her hand and intertwining his fingers with her, he pulled her with him.
It was a private beach owned by the resort, only allowed for guests. And it was almost secluded. They had their breakfast under a thatched straw umbrella. After breakfast, they were provided with sun loungers.
Abigail ordered another coffee cup for herself. When Hunter raised a brow, she just shrugged looking around. ” What? Let’s call it a day! I was disturbed so I deserve a coffee right now!”
She turned around when she heard him chuckling, “By the way, who did my packing Hunter?” Instead of answering her Hunter stretched, yawned and leaned back closing his eyes.
“Seriously! You are protecting him? Or her?” Hunter did not move but the corner of his lips quivered a little.
“Is it her? Is it a girl?” He could hear jealousy oozing out of her tone. But he did not budge from his position. Exasperated, she stood and went near him. She kept looking at him because she knew he was doing it to rile her up. And damn he was succeeding in it.
She bent and pinched his shoulder. ” Mr. Hunter Levisay!”
Hunter was enjoying it. His beautiful furious wife was clearly jealous of the other woman. He was sure that Abigail was angrier more than she wanted to show. He was busy thinking and enjoying when he felt somebody pouring ice-cold water on him. “What the hell…”
He opened his eyes to see Abigail with an empty jug. She was smiling victoriously. She put the jug down, placed her hands on her hips and smiled sweetly. “Now that I have your attention… so would you please…”
She whooped with laughter when out of nowhere, Hunter jumped from the lounger to grab her. However, she was ready for the attack. Dodging him, she started running in the opposite direction but she knew it was futile.
He grabbed her within no time. They were laughing and squealing.
“Hunter!” She screamed and started punching him on his chest. He held her hands and brought his face near hers.
But she did not give up and kept on struggling, as a result falling on the sand, straight on her back. Hunter was on top of her smiling. “So dear wife. It’s time for a payback!”
“Wh… What? Payback?” she asked in between her laughing fits.
“Yes. Payback!” She found him staring at her lips with his intense blue eyes. The realization quickened her heartbeat. Should she ask him now that she wanted him? Or should she wait for him to make the move?
“You owe me a payback. For staining my shirts with your coffee? And just now you poured water. Huh?” He had stopped smiling she realized but his eyes were dancing.
“Right now I want to claim at least one- sixth of it!” He whispered.
His face came closer and Abigail’s heartbeat and excitement accelerated in no time. She closed her eyes when his lips touched hers. He was tracing her lips while his hands traveled towards her shoulders and then towards her neck.
His lips moved to her cheekbones tracing them, and then out of nowhere, his tongue started grazing her ear. Abigail was ecstatic. She was about to moan but sniffled it tightly against her lips.
He sniffed her face a little and then lifted his head to look into her eyes. Abigail stared at his eyelashes, his perfect mouth.
A throaty chuckle escaped his lips and all of a sudden he opened his mouth and claimed her lips.
It felt like her lips were waiting for that connection. Because as soon as his lips touched hers, a helpless moan escaped her lips and she started to kiss him back. Her arms were around his neck, her hands holding his head, forcing him to her face. They both were oblivious to their surroundings, too busy marking each other. Their mouths were busy discovering each other.
After some time, with great might, Hunter broke the kiss and looked at her flushed face. Her lips were swollen and pink under his kisses. He smiled looking into her eyes. But she could not smile back. 1
She did not seem happy because after a few moments she pulled his head towards her and started kissing him again with all the sensuality she could muster.
Hunter did not disappoint her and started opening his mouth on her, taking in her heat, her sweetness.
He had tightened his grip around her. They did not know for how long they were there on the sand under the sun. But when Hunter realized that the sun might burn his back if he kept laying on her intoxicating body, he broke their lips contact and without a word stood up.
She was a little panicked at the sudden loss of contact. But he held her hand to help her stand up.
“Come on. We would get burned if we keep doing it here.” Abigail found his voice normal like he was least affected by the kiss. On the other hand, she was lost!
My God! Oh my God! What was that?
She stole a gaze at Hunter. He was quiet while she had totally forgotten her coffee cup. She hoped that she was making the right decision. But it was not easy to want him. Her body wanted him like anything. But her mind? It was confused as hell.
Moreover, she needed to guard her heart as well. No. She should wait. This was not the time to do it. This was wrong on so many levels. She might lose a good friend.
No she needed time to think. She did not need such hasty decisions in life.
