My nervousness all but disappears once the ne is in the air, and we are able to take in the amazing views before us. We are flying much lower than we were when we first arrived on the ind, allowing us to see so much more of the ind. Our pilot takes his time going around Turtle Ind, while describing things in detail to us. I’m surprised at just howrge the ind is, when the pilot points out all the undeveloped areas. There’s so much to do on the section of the ind where we are staying, that it’s hard to think that there are parts that are purposely left undeveloped for the local wildlife. While flying over the other inds that make up Fiji, the pilot shares information about the culture.
As we circle back to Turtle Ind, I spend a couple of minutes watching Nichs. His face is practically glued to the window, watching as we fly over everything taking it all in.
“Wow… that was an amazing trip, Kenzie. Thank you for arranging it today,” Nichs pulls me into his arms the moment I step off the ne and onto the dock.
“You really liked it?”
“It was really something. To be able to see everything so clearly… we were able to see so much that we couldn’t see on the flight in. I read about the air tours on their website, when I was researching the ind, but I didn’t think we would fly as low as we did to be able to really see everything. And for some reason I had thought the tour was shorter-”
“It typically is only an hour; I had requested a longer tour so we could look at the other inds.”
“Thank you. It was… really something.”
“I’m d you liked it.”
We walk back to the golf cart hand in hand; I feel much more rxed than we first arrived. I was more worried about this activity rather than the dinner I nned forter today.
“So, what’s next on our schedule?” Nichs asks as we reach the vi.
“Let’s see,” I nce at the clock mentally reviewing our schedule. “We have about two hours before we have to be somewhere. I had thought we could swim or go down to the beach onest time? Unless you want to do something-”
“No, that sounds perfect,” he interrupts before I have a chance to finish my thought.
“Oh, dinner tonight is formal. I sent your suit out to be cleaned, so it should be back by now.”
“You did?”
“I didn’t see another suit in the closet, so I assumed you only brought the one that you wore for our wedding?”
“I didn’t think I would need one, but at thest minute I had Carter add the bag to the ne. I guess I needed it after all.”
“I hope you don’t mind-”
“Of course not. Although, I have to admit I’m intrigued as to what you have nned that requires me to wear a suit.”
“You’ll have to wait and see,” I smirk at him.
“You know, I normally don’t do well when I don’t have control over things like this. I’m not one for having my schedule changed at thest minute. Ask Melody, I have to know my schedule in advance, and be notified immediately of any changes that are made. Surprises for me are extremely rare, especially with Carter, Melody, Brian and Asher at PFS ensuring that surprises don’t ur.”
“I’m sorry-”
SHIT, I didn’t think of that. I should have realized he was like that, since he runs his ownpany where he hasplete control over everything. Thinking about it now, I should have recognized he would be ufortable leaving today’s schedule unknown.
“Don’t tell Melody, but I’ve kind of enjoyed this week not having too much scheduled. And what’s more surprising, is that I’m okay with you having nned today without me knowing anything.”
“Really?”
“Yeah,” he looks out at the water for a few minutes without saying anything.
I’m not sure what he’s thinking right now, but something tells me not to ask him. I hadn’t thought about how difficult it would be for him to not haveplete control over everything. The more I think about it, the more I see how he has been inplete control almost since the moment we met.
“Did you want to head down to the beach?” I ask.
“Yes, I’ll just go change.”
We don’t have much time, but I’m d we were able to spend some time today on the private beach at the vi. Who expects to go on vacation and have arge section of a beach all to themselves? We both changed into swimsuits but didn’t actually end up going in the water. We walked in the water, stopping every so often so I could pick up a seashell, but neither of us made any attempt to actually go swimming. Before I knew it, we were heading back to the vi to get changed for dinner.
“Wow… Kenzie you look…”
“Thank you,” I find myself blushing at his reaction.
In a few steps he is in front of me, running his hands along the sides of the red halter style dress, before wrapping them around me so he can feel my bare back. I think I hear him groan, ever so quietly before he leans in and kisses me. Within moments of his lips finding mine, the kiss is deepened, the need from earlier this morning quickly returning for both of us. By the time he pulls away, we are both breathless and once again, I’m tempted to just cancel everything and suggest we spend ourst evening on the ind right here.
“We need to go, right?” Nichs whispers.
“We do,” I reluctantly admit.
He kisses me onest time before pullingpletely away; I lean up and wipe my lipstick from his lips which for some reason makes him blush. Iugh that something as simple as that made him blush, yet so many of the other things we’ve done haven’t. He leads me by the hand out to the golf cart, and since he doesn’t know where we are going, I drive us to another part of the ind where we walk down yet another dock. Arge boat is waiting for us at the end of the dock; this time we are not alone, but there are only a handful of guests on the cruise tonight. “The sunset dinner cruise?” Nichs asks.
“I thought it might be nice to see the ind onest time before we left. It’s supposed to be really beautiful at sunset,” I shrug.
“I’ve heard some great things about this cruise; the views of the ind are supposed to be breathtaking.”
We board a few minutester and head out to therge deck to watch as we pull away from the ind. The cruise is scheduled to take us around Turtle Ind, and around one of the neighboring inds. The deck of the ship is set up for an obviously very intimate dinner: several small tables outline the perimeter of the boat, ensuring that each couple has an unobscured view as we move through the water. We are immediately escorted to the table at the front of the deck before three other couples join us on the deck. Wine and appetizers are brought out just as we pull away from the dock. Everything is timed just perfectly, we’re about halfway around the ind as the sun meets the horizon, which is the same time that the main course is served.
“Dance with me?” Nichs asks once we finish our dinner.
“Sure.”
He takes my hand and leads me to the small dance floor where another couple is dancing. Instead of cing his hand on my hip, like he has done every other time we have danced, he wraps his arm around my back pulling me close to him. With how close we are to each other, the dance feels far more intimate than any of the other dances we’ve shared. He leads me around the dance floor, somehow ensuring we never get too close to the other couple, even though his eyes are always on mine.
“You look really beautiful tonight, Kenzie,” he whispers, before kissing me just as the songes to an end.
“Thank you.”
We walk back to our table just as the boat approaches the smaller nearby ind. We eat a delicious dessert,plemented by another ss of wine, before the ship begins to head back to Turtle Ind. The sun has now set, leaving the water dark around us, but it still somehow looks just as amazing as it does during the daylight.
“You’re cold,” Nichs rubs my arms as we wait to leave the boat.
“I hadn’t noticed but now that you mention it…”
“Here,” he shrugs off his suit jacket and ces it over my shoulders.
“Are you sure? Won’t you be cold?”
“I’m wearing a little more clothing than you are,” he chuckles.
I slip my arms through the sleeves of his jacket and instantly feel warmed, although that could have something to do with Nichs’s body being pressed against my back. We both gaze out at the water onest time, before disembarking from the ship, to head back to our vi for ourst night in Fiji. Even though this week has flown by, it’s hard to believe that tomorrow we’ll be returning to New York.
“Thank you for arranging everything today; you… I’m d we were able to really see the ind before we left,” Nichs says, once we are back at the vi.
“I’m d you enjoyed it and didn’t mind that I surprised you.”
“You definitely surprised me by nning everything.”
“I think I’m going to go change into something a little morefortable,” I say.
“I’m going to take a ss of wine out on the patio, did you want one?”
“Sure, I’ll meet you out there in a few minutes.”
Entering our bedroom, I close the door and head over to the dresser to find something to wear for tonight. I only have a few pajamas left that I haven’t worn, and all are pretty… revealing which I think will work for thest part of the day that I have nned. This is the part of the day that I was most uncertain and nervous about.
I shrug off Nichs’s jacket andy it on the bed so I can change. I
quickly change out of my dress and into one of the more revealing nighties that had been packed for the trip. I take a deep breath, slowly letting it out, as my shaking hands reach for the doorknob. I think I’m officially more nervous than I’ve ever been. If he were to reject me right now I don’t know what I would do.
I shake my head and slowly open the door, stepping out cautiously, still wondering if this n is going topletely backfire on me. I walk through the living room to the patio doors where Nichs is standing just outside the doors, looking out at the ocean in the background. He must sense me, because he turns around as soon as I’m near him, his mouth is wide open and his eyes trail my body from head to toe.All content is property ? N?velDrama.Org.
“Make love to me, Nichs…”