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Alertinued his efforts to change his clothes, unbothered by my presence is vice temned casual as he responded, “I wasn’t planning stripping in front of you, you just never lett
Inarmed my eyes at him, feeling a mix et invitation and emiosity. “You didn’t say anything.“Treforted, wondering why he hadn’t mentioned his intention to change.
Airc, new in his swimming shorts, calmly explained, “I assumed you would’ve left after seeing me carry my swimming shorts.” He glanced at me, his gaze unwavering as he adjusted the
“Why exactly were you changing into your shorts here?” I pressed, not entirely satisfied with hisexplanation.
Aber det et a small sigh, perhaps sensing my frustration. “Well, Alana, Twas planning miting hot tub awaited.
of the great hot tub that sits outside,” he said, gesturing toward the balcony where the
deepened as I realized our conflicting plans. “But I was planning on getting into the hot tub as well,” Eadmitted, a hint of annoyance in my voice. All the original plans had been sond now that I was here with my substitute husband instead of the man I was supposed to marry. It it was Daniel we’d be under the covers for at least three days straight.
Alec, however, szemed undared by the situation. He shrugged casually and responded, “Okay, and? It’s big enough for both of us.” Then, with a shy grin, he looked at me with a raised brow and added, “What’s next? You’ll expect me to sleep on the Door on the couch?”
I couldn’t help bot be taken aback by his audacity. “Were you planning on sleeping on the bed with me?” I questioned, our attention now directed at the only bed in the room, adorned with Toses. There was no sign of an additional bed, as this was, after all, the honeymoon suite deluse
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Also remained firm in his stance stainly am not sleeping on the floor, Alana,” he declared, his attention fully engaged in our conversation now. The bed in the room steed, but it would be a tight fit for both of us, considering the pillows, blankets, and other paraphernalia. Bowling a hint of immation creeping in, I suggested, “The couch is also an option. It seems comfortable enough.”
e’t seem impressed by the couch idea. He shook his head, his expression arrives. “I’m taller than that couch, Alana, and I already y have back problems. Sleeping on it would only make
I couldo’n teip but coll my eyes at his convenient back problems. It seemed like he always had an excuse ready. “Oh wow, now you have back problems, bow convenient,” I quipped, clearly eloperated it appeared that there was no way around this, and the coming week of my honeymoon was bound to be challenging, to say the least. Honeymooning with my rival was not
nesting i had ever imagined: 1 stared at him for a moment, trying to figure out what else I could see but it was clear that only I had a problem with sharing the bed and if I continued to
ain langes be might suggest the one thing that would work but I didn’t want Me using the couch.
nded to leave.
com, stating, “I wait outside the room for you. With that, he exited the room.
Cretrieved my bag and carried into the bedcom on my men. After rummaging through its contents, I found my swimwear. It was an olive green one–place with intricate cutouts that
qused some effort to figure out Once I managed to put it on correctly, I was pleased with how it hugged my curves and brought out the code of my eyes
I ran my fingers through my hau, untangling the locks, and then picked up a brush to sweep my hair into a bun, ensuring it wouldn’t get wet. I put the brush down and examined my jefjection unor agam. Despite my confidence and the hard work 1 put into maintaining a balanced life, I couldn’t help but think about the relentless media scrutiny. Since 1 began my relationship with, Daniel, there have been comments and remarks hear and there, although they eventually died down. Now, as the heir to the Jordan Empire, I couldn’t help but wonder if my synty Thove would suutinized once again. I had already seen comments about my wedding dress, and while I was content and healthy with my body, some people still thought they had
i glaced at the bikini I was wearing and started to feel a bit exposed. I had worn similar outfits before, but never alone with someone and certainly not with Ale. He might not be my mue fiobawiat, tant d’arill cared about what he thought
fur duor interrupted my thoughts, and I hurried to open in
“Durbate Algan, but his led off as his eyes roamed up and down my figure. He seemed momentarily speechless.
“What?” Lasked, feeling a mixture of uncertainty and curiosity about his reaction
“Nurling. – You losa lavathtaking, Alana,” Alec complimented, a soft smile forming on his lips.
| blusted and responded, “1- thank you,” while maintaining eye contact with him
ally lost in thought before regaining his compose.“, uhm, this is for you,” he said, placing one of the mugs on the table, his gaze still locked on me. made me feel like a priceless work of art in a transeum.
His intense stare
“Thank you,” Lreplied, but my phone buzzed on the table. I picked it up and saw a message my sami, rendinding me to take a couple of photos together and post them online.
Humly fixed some. He took a leisurely sip of his hot chocolate and seductively licked the cream from the cherry before devouring IL
“Everything alright?” Abc asked, liimatt
those plaess.” Tauggested shyly, uncertain about how he would tract.
“Oh, Fight Where?” Alec inpaired, setting down his hot chocolate.
forsidered the oplaas. “Hin, Tight have las front of the miros, “Fuggested, positioning
g myself to show my best side and glancing into the mittor as Alec moved closer
La skives of anticipation running down my spine.
He plær einer haud sarny hop and the start on my side, drawing me close my back was pressed again his front. The led over and planted a soft kiss on my cheek. I snapped several photos, let will dier’s funds prntly caressing my skin, the atmosphere grew increasingly heated. It my phone side and around to look up at him Hunger and passion gleamed
