Chapter 70

**Kapittel 70**

**"I've been dreaming** to come here almost all my life!" Allison exclaimed while walking down the sand beach, roaming her eyes around, admiring the beauty of the island. Everything felt like paradise. The cool, saline wind flew smoothly, carrying the sea's saline scent, the waves crashing with the lovely sand that annoyingly makes way into her soles even though she was wearing flip flops and the sun's heat never forgot to show off its searing rays. They had been walking around the island since early morning, and there wasn't a sight that never failed to impress her.

Hades chuckled in response to her remark. "I know."

"How did you know?" she asked him wondrously while wiggling her eyebrows at him. One thing she knows about him was that he never kidded when he talked about something, it was always dead serious.

"It seems that you forgot that you were the one to tell me to take a trip here," he scratched his head and her lips formed into an O when she remembered she was the one who initiated to come to Bora-Bora.

Attempting to flee the embarrassment she was feeling, she fished the traveling brochure out of nowhere and began reading it. Excitement instantly flashed before her precious orbs. "What recreational activity should we do first, Hades? Shark and Ray Snorkel Safari? Aqua Safari? SUP Stand Up Paddle Up Board? Or maybe Cir..."

Her constant blabbering was then broke off when his phone rang. She looked at him who just fished out his phone, and he gazed back at her with apologizing eyes before asking, "I need to answer this, love. Can you wait?"

She nodded at him in approval. "Of course."

He gave off a smile before leaning to her before stealing a kiss on the forehead then turned on his feet to find a private place to answer his phone call. She turned on her heel while adjusting her sun hat when the wind, carrying the saline scent of the sea passed by, slapping her hair, causing it to sway swiftly. A sweet smile formed on her lips when her eyes met the beautiful sea, the seawater sparkling proudly against the sun's heated rays. What a breathtaking sight to see. Such a polar opposite from the sights of New York.

"Excuse me, miss?" she heard a smooth French-accented voice ask, breaking off her peaceful moment.

"Yes?" she turned on her heel and met eyes with a teenager.

She crossed her arms over her chest, causing them to puff as she brushed her eyes on him from head to toe. He was one handsome boy all right, he had a lanky body like what normal teen boys have. But what captivated her more was his face, he had these brunette curly locks that everyone would love to have, a perfectly sculpted nose that was probably manned by some famous sculptor, thin, pink lips, and an oddly flushed face.

He showed her the same traveling guide brochure that was folded in her hands. "Do you know where can I find this place? Uhm... Catamaran?"

Allison's brows scrunched in confusion, thinking that she didn't look much like a tourist. She looked over the guy's shoulder and saw a couple of other boys of his age gathering and making fun of each other while looking at her and the flustered boy. Her brow cocked up when she guessed what was going on. Typical teenage boys.

She slowly shook her head and looked at the boy with an apologetic gaze. "I'm sorry, like you, I'm also a tourist," she apologized and showed the same traveling guide.

The boy scratched his head and his face flustered even more. "I see," he looked at her with pleading eyes. "Th... thank you," he said and was about to turn on his heel when he held his arm, stopping him.

"Wait," she said.

He slowly turned to face her with his face completely beet red. "Y... yes?" he asked, stammering. He looked like he was going to faint any second soon. She looked over his friends who stiffened when they realized that she was looking at them and smirked. She looked at the teen in front of her again who was drooping his head down and scratching his nape in embarrassment.

"Did your friends dare you to ask for my name?" she asked, boring her green orbs at the boy. She knew this kind of game, it usually happened back when she was in high school too. She didn't think the fad would live up to this day.

The boy reluctantly looked at her in surprise with his mouth gaped open, but seconds later, he looked away and slowly nodded. She smiled softly at him as her hand went down from his arm to his wrist, she then placed a finger on his pulse. "How about this? You'll give me your name and I'll give you mine in return."

The teen dropped his head for the nth time to conceal his face that tinged red even more. "A...Alexandre."

Her smile widened when she noticed that his pulse didn't change, he didn't sweat either. He wasn't lying. She pulled the boy closer and pointed her cheek, asking if she could kiss his cheek for a greeting. "It's nice meeting you, Alexandre. I'm Allison. May I?"

"Y... yes?" he stammered. She didn't waste a second and kissed his cheek.

She looked over his friends and saw their jaw slacked open. She gave them off a smug look. They've cost their friend so much embarrassment just for her name, and a friendly kiss would be a good reward for that cowardly bravery.

She gave one final look at Alexandre, who was blushing furiously because of her sudden action, offered him a small smile, and let go of his arm. "I'll see you around," she told him and sauntered off. Moments later, she heard his friends interrogating him questions that caused her to smile but then it faltered when she met eyes with a furious-looking Hades.

"Do you know that kid?" he asked her with his brows kissing.

She just shrugged and gave him a small smile. "I just got his name."

"Which is?"

"Alexandre, and Hades please don't even plan of hurting the poor boy. He just got dared by his friends to ask for my name," she pleaded.

"So that's why you kissed his cheek?"

"Yes."

She saw his lips form into a thin line and his face grew even scarier. "You don't kiss other men, Allison. You only kiss me," he stated with his jaw clenching that made her roll her eyes. It was clear that he was jealous.

"He's not a man, Hades. He's a boy, and why not? It was only a friendly kiss. Also..."